(one hundred and twenty-five)

Sincerely apply for Jiaxin School Friendship Cafeteria

The street downstairs of Ling Feng's house is close to the park on one side, and the building group stores on the other side are mostly repairing cars. Ling Feng listened to Yajun's advice and decided that the primary school students would apply for jobs at the Jiaxin Culture and Art School after school. Out of the door, out of the community, Ling Feng saw a blue taxi parked in front of a car repair shop at the entrance of the community, and the car repair master and the owner were chatting about something. Ling Feng walked in the direction of Guanghua Street, ready to take the bus. As he was walking, a taxi came behind him, and the taxi did not exceed Ling Feng in parallel, but only accompanied him slowly.

"Strange, why is this car following me?" Ling Feng thought, turning his head to look at the cab.

Ling Feng looked at the taxi driver and saw a familiar face.

"Qinghua?" At the sound of the taxi horn, Ling Feng had already recognized his old classmate.

"Ling Feng, come, get in the car. Qinghua waved at Ling Feng.

Qinghua was Ling Feng's best classmate in high school, he hadn't seen him for many years, and Ling Feng was not polite, so he opened the door and got into a taxi.

"Ling Feng, I recognized you at a glance at the door of the car repair shop just now, where are you going? Qinghua asked.

"I went to Tung Wah Primary School to find a tutoring school. Ling Feng replied.

"The last time we met was when you got married in ninety-nine, and we haven't seen each other for fifteen or six years, what are you doing now?" Qinghua was anxious to know Ling Feng's current situation.

"I'm a tutor now, how many years have you been driving a taxi?" Ling Feng answered and asked.

"I've been driving a taxi for several years, but I just bought it last year. Qinghua replied.

"Then where do you live now?" Ling Feng asked.

"Peony Street, West Fourth Road, rented house, my son is in the third year of high school in No. 5 Middle School. Qinghua replied.

Ling Feng knew that Qinghua had opened a cold noodle processing factory before he got married and had made good money for a few years, and now he must be renting a house to facilitate his son's schooling, and he asked Qinghua's residence to reminisce about the old days.

"Then what time does your taxi run from what time does it take to rest?" Ling Feng hurriedly asked when he saw that the taxi had turned to the general area.

"My daughter-in-law has a day shift, I have a night shift, I just took over the shift, and I will collect the car at two o'clock in the middle of the night. Qinghua said.

"In that case, I'll go to you at noon tomorrow, let's have a good chat and leave me your phone. Ling Feng said and took out his mobile phone.

"Okay, that's exactly what I want. Qinghua readily agreed and gave the phone number.

At this time, the taxi had stopped at the entrance of a small school, and the text on the stone wall next to the school gate showed that Donghua Primary School had arrived. Before getting out of the car, Ling Feng dialed Qinghua's phone number.

Seeing Qinghua drive away, Ling Feng took out another piece of paper and used his mobile phone to dial the phone number written on the paper.

"Hey, are you Teacher Wei Feng?" Ling Feng hung up the phone and asked politely first.

"Hello, I'm Wei Feng, who are you?" The voice of a mature woman came from the call.

"I saw the job posting you posted on the Internet, and I came to apply. Ling Feng explained what he meant.

"Where are you now?" Teacher Wei Feng asked.

"I'm at the gate of Tung Wah Primary School right now. Ling Feng replied.

"You walk from the gate to the direction of the teaching building, about 30 meters, there is a dirt road behind the school, and if you walk along the dirt road for another 50 or 60 meters, there is a police station of the Public Security Bureau, we are on the second floor, but you have to go up the stairs in the small courtyard behind the police station. Wei Feng pointed the way.

Ling Feng followed the route instructed by Teacher Wei Feng, walked all the way, and soon arrived at the door of a police station. On the glass window on the second floor of the police station, there are words such as "writing, calligraphy, Go, table tennis, Latin dance". Ling Feng turned along the second floor of the police station, and when he turned to the side of the second floor, he saw two plaques, the plaque above the store on the first floor read "Jiaxin Small Dining Table", and the corridor railing on the second floor hung a plaque with the words "Jiaxin Culture and Art School".

Ling Feng came to the small courtyard at the back of the building, went up the outdoor stairs to the corridor on the second floor, opened the side door, and saw an indoor corridor paved with marble tiles, on both sides of the corridor were classrooms, and a door at the end of the corridor had a sign with the words "Dance Studio" hanging on the lintel.

Ling Feng stepped into the hallway, looked left and right, and saw a tall lady standing at the door of the classroom on the left near the dance studio.

"Hello, I'm Wei Feng, you are the teacher you just called, right?" The taller lady asked.

"Hello, my name is Ling Feng, I heard that you are recruiting teachers here, I came over to take a look. Ling Feng replied.

"I'm looking for a teacher for first and second graders, do you think you can do it?" Teacher Wei Feng pointed to the classroom behind him.

Ling Feng glanced inside the classroom and saw eight or nine elementary school students and an adult woman gathered around a rectangular splicing table.

"Is that adult woman a parent? a teacher? Isn't there a first- and second-grade teacher here? Is she a teacher who is one step ahead of herself?" Ling Feng was thinking nonsense in his head.

"Have you ever tutored a student?" Teacher Wei Feng asked again.

"I'm now a tutor teaching junior high school math, but I used to work as a tutor, but I tutored students in the upper grades of elementary school, so I came here with sincerity. Ling Feng answered Teacher Wei Feng's question.

"That's right! Let's take a look. Teacher Wei Feng said.

Ling Feng knew that this was a moment for Mr. Wei Feng to take advantage of the visit to think, and at the same time, Ling Feng also felt that there was still hope for this visit, otherwise Mr. Wei Feng would not have led him to visit.

"In this large classroom there are fifth-grade students, and the tutor's surname is Tang. Teacher Wei Feng pointed to the classroom of the first and second year classrooms and said.

When Ling Feng walked through the corridor just now, he noticed that the classrooms on both sides of the corridor were open: the door on the left hand side of the corridor was open, and there was a pool inside. Sink, there is a small closed door on the inside, it should be a bathroom; into the corridor on the right hand is a closed classroom, and the opposite door is also a closed classroom; further on, there are two classrooms on the left and right sides, the door of the right-hand classroom is closed, the left-hand classroom door is open, and there is an old woman in her sixties standing in the classroom; the doors of the two classrooms next to the door-to-door classroom are staggered and open, the left hand can be seen to be a reading room, and the right-hand classroom is the office; and further on, you will reach the classroom where Ling Feng and Wei Feng are standing.

Teacher Wei Feng introduced the classroom by room, and Teacher Wei Feng would knock on the door of the closed classroom, and then open the door to let Ling Feng take a look at the students in the room and introduce the tutor. As a result, Ling Feng also had a general understanding of the students and teachers of the entire school: in the large classroom where he had just entered the door on his right hand was a sixth-grade student, and the tutor's surname was Wu; in the small classroom on his right, there were fourth-grade students, and the tutor's surname was Li; in the open classroom on the left, there were third-grade students who sat and wrote their homework, and they were personally tutored by Teacher Wei Feng, and the woman in her sixties in the classroom was Teacher Wei Feng's mother-in-law, who was temporarily taken care of; and the first and second grades were a tutor surnamed Liu, who had just arrived yesterday, and Teacher Wei Feng came here to guide the work。

"We are a tutor here with a grade, the new teacher has a one-month probationary period, first of all, you are a hand, the rest of the month will be used as a probationary period, the salary is seven hundred, and the salary will be set according to the number of students next month, if you think you can come to work at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon, first follow Teacher Wu to tutor the sixth grade. After visiting, Mr. Wei Feng said.

"Okay, okay, we'll see you tomorrow. Ling Feng happily said goodbye and left.

In the evening, Ling Feng told Yajun about the results of the application, and also said that he met Qinghua in the afternoon.

"Jiaxin doesn't give you as much here as you in Qiqihar. Yajun counted the economic accounts.

"This 700 is the salary during the probation period, and it is estimated that there will be more after the probationary period, but it should not reach 2,000, but Qiqihar will stay for a long time. Ling Feng said.

"Yes, as long as it can reach an average of 50 yuan a day. Yajun thought for a moment and said.

"It should be, based on 22 days a month, 1,100 yuan should be no problem!" Ling Feng knew that Yajun was comparing with the small dining table.

"Then you go first, and we'll change it when there is a good place in the future." Yajun agreed.

"After that, you will have to work hard to cook for your son at night. Ling Feng was a little unbearable.

"It's okay, you can rest assured about things at home. Yajun said.

At noon the next day, Ling Feng delivered food to his son and informed his son that he had something to do, and told his son to clean the lunch box after eating and not to send it out. Then, rush to the station and take a car to Peony Street, West Four Roads.

Ling Feng called to make an appointment with Qinghua and came to a cafeteria on Xisantiao Road, because Qinghua got out of the car in the afternoon, Ling Feng tutored the students, so neither of them drank alcohol.

"Ling Feng, where have you been all these years? I have seen a lot of my classmates in high school in a taxi in the city, but I have never seen you. Qinghua wondered if he hadn't seen Ling Feng all these years.

"I didn't go anywhere after I got married, I just went to Shenzhen in '99, and you didn't see me, maybe it's because I don't go shopping often!" Ling Feng replied.

"Our classmates have a class group, my daughter-in-law took the smart phone, and now this is an elderly machine in my pocket, wait for me to go back and pull you into the group. Qinghua said.

"Who is in the group?, is there Yingshun?" Ling Feng asked impatiently.

"Yes, there are Ziyan, Shuhan, Meiping, Wenhai and others, but there is no Zhili. Qinghua said.

"Zhili, I saw him a few years ago, after the Mudanjiang Konka Company became yellow, he seemed to have gone to the south. Ling Feng replied.

"We got together once a year ago, and none of the people you had a good relationship with when you were in school went, and there was no one in the group to talk to. Qinghua said.

"Don't worry, someone will chat when I join the group. Ling Feng said.

Ling Feng was not a person to talk to when he was in school, but Ling Feng regarded his high school classmates as a social circle that he had socialized alone, and he wanted to talk about that friendship again after not seeing him for many years.

"I met the female classmate named Xia Hui in our class two years ago, she said that she was an anchor, and she also inquired about you. Qinghua talked about another classmate.

"Then did you keep her phone number?" Ling Feng asked.

"I stayed at the time, and I pulled her into the group, but she saw that there was no one to chat with and quit, and her phone number was not saved in time, and I don't know where to throw it later. Qinghua replied.

"Also a few years ago, when my son was still in elementary school, I took my son for a walk in the park at noon and saw her. Ling Feng remembered the events of the previous years.

"How do I feel that you have a story with Xia Hui?" Qinghua guessed.

"It's all old things, if you want to listen, I'll tell you about it. Ling Feng said.

Ling Feng has always had a stalk in his heart about the part with Xia Hui, and he chatted with the iceman on the Internet, but the iceman didn't know Xia Hui, so he could only listen to it as a story, and now Qinghua is different, and Ling Feng also wants to tell the bitterness in his heart.

Ling Feng probably talked about some things between himself and Xia Hui, focusing on his feelings of being rejected by Xia Hui.

"When we boys were stupid in school, far less bold and open than the girls, let's just say you, and the school flower who was a year lower is secretive, in fact, many people in the classmates know it, and that Xia Hui, she seemed to be a little interesting to you at that time. Qinghua recalled the past.

"How come? Why didn't I feel it?" Ling Feng said.

"If you don't call us stupid, the way she looked at you was the same as the way she looked at others. Qinghua took out the evidence.

"You're talking about our senior year of high school, Xia Hui often teased me because she knew about me and the girl who was a year younger. Ling Feng remembered the past.

"No, no, no, I've been discovering since my sophomore year of high school. Qinghua is still insisting on his own point of view.

"Won't it?" Ling Feng was still skeptical.

"Let's not talk about her, leave the matter of the two of you to you to find out for yourself in the future, tell me about your present, right?" Qinghua pulls the topic back from the past to the present.

"I'm working as a tutor now......"

Ling Feng and Qingbi chatted while eating, and did not hug goodbye until they had to say goodbye.

"I've found you this time, and it's time for my brother to have an excuse to party. Qinghua finally said.

"Don't forget to pull me into the class group afterwards. Ling Feng still didn't forget to say goodbye.

After saying goodbye to Qinghua, Ling Feng rushed to Jiaxin Culture and Art School by car. Tung Wah Primary School ends at 4 o'clock, the senior students walk back by themselves, and the lower students are picked up by the teacher.

"Teacher Wu, do we students take care of dinner at night?" Ling Feng asked Teacher Wu when the students were still set up.

"Regardless, students can bring their own bread or something, and give time before tutoring. Teacher Wu replied.

"Isn't there a small dining table downstairs?" Ling Feng asked.

"The small dining table downstairs was still Jiaxin's last year, and now the small dining table has been redeemed. Teacher Wu replied.

"Do the students have any extracurricular activities?" Ling Feng asked again.

"There are extracurricular activities, and I can't finish it, so I don't let me go home. Teacher Wu continued to answer.

"So that's the case, so is the students' extracurricular work unified?" Ling Feng asked.

"It's unified, oral arithmetic is done every day, and then the same math or the same language. Teacher Wu patiently answered.

"Then after class, is it also to check and correct before leaving?" Ling Feng planned to ask carefully before work.

"It depends on the situation outside of class, but try to complete it on the same day, check it on the same day, and correct it on the same day. Teacher Wu answered.

At this time, the students came back one after another, and Ling Feng gave full play to his strengths and took care of the students' math homework inspection and tutoring.