Principal Xu deliberately left the school after his son left, which was not a sudden decision, but a choice he made after thinking about it for a long time. More precisely, he is passive, which is the result of someone else's long-term planning.

The school has a financial audit at the end of each year, and since last year, the financial situation of the second middle school has been not good. After the audit team came, they asked about the whereabouts of several project grants, but President Xu was speechless. As an ordinary teacher, the travel expenses on the reimbursement form have caught up with the standards of county-level cadres; and there are also expenses for activities and the purchase of teaching equipment, all of which are full of water and cannot withstand scrutiny at all.

If a financial audit fails, the investigation will continue after a while, and President Xu has been busy for half a year for this matter. As the principal, he only had to look at the monthly list compiled by the accountant, but instead he asked the accountant to move all the twelve months' books to the office, and he had to check the suspicious accounts himself.

The ledger filled his desk, and he saw the jumbled bills posted inside—invoices for personal books mixed in with equipment expenses, invoices for meals that didn't match the date of the business trip, all of which looked like a patchwork of things. In recent years, the No. 2 Middle School has been building a lot of construction, but there is no money when the gymnasium is half built, and the later decoration of the teacher's apartment is also a mess. Why? Everybody who has been in charge of a project knows that you take a little bit of oil and water on each floor, and you don't have to wait until the end of the day and the oil and water are all gone. In the past, Principal Xu trusted them so much that he only looked at the monthly list, but when he saw the invoices they posted, his head exploded.

"You shouldn't trust, you shouldn't trust!"

Principal Xu got angry countless times, and even tore his face with a few people in charge, asking them to explain where the money was going and plugging the holes of 600,000 yuan, but the gang of people became angry. The end result is that water and fire are incompatible, and see who gets down first. Those in charge even think that President Xu is too incompetent and can't even handle a financial audit team, how did he get mixed up all these years?

Li Lanzhi helped Principal Xu think of a lot of ways, since the money could not be recovered, then expand the enrollment on a small scale, and pay the "school construction fee" by hundreds of more students, and the second middle school would be able to plug the financial hole. But Principal Xu refused, saying that the No. 2 Middle School was poor and white, and it was the quality of teaching that opened up its popularity. Blindly expanding enrollment and failing to keep up with the teaching staff will seriously affect the quality of teaching and be very unfair to students in the college entrance examination next year.

Every expansion is a school reform. Although there will be a group of victims in every reform period of the school, neither Principal Xu nor Li Lanzhi can comfortably let students sacrifice the opportunity to take the college entrance examination. Because they know the importance of the college entrance examination to these children, and they know better than anyone how much the children give. A "small" change in school can often change the trajectory of their lives. Therefore, President Xu thought twice and vetoed Li Lanzhi's proposal.

Principal Lu, who was in charge of administration, suggested that the "Dongmei Scholarship Fund" still have a balance of about 400,000 yuan, so could it be taken out to fill the school's financial hole first? Principal Xu really threw an ashtray on him this time, and he was furious: "You dare to think crookedly about this money! Are you worthy of the students' souls in heaven?"

Principal Lu unfortunately bumped into the muzzle of the gun and wanted to cry aggrievedly.

After many sleepless nights, Principal Xu finally decided to gamble on his future, and he wrote a report. He hadn't written a report in person for many years, but he was most satisfied with his one. He wrote down the facts of corruption in several responsible persons, and admitted that he was not effective in supervision, and was willing to resign from the post of principal and cooperate with the relevant units to do a good job in the investigation.

And those people in charge didn't expect Principal Xu to be so resolute, quite a bit of a dead net. They all panicked and began to look for a response. However, a look at their family members' bank statements makes it easy to see the problem. Before the start of the school year in September, the Education Bureau accepted Principal Xu's resignation and transferred a principal from the No. 1 Middle School to become the acting principal of the No. 2 Middle School.

When Principal Xu decided to break the net with them, he was ready for everything. But when he packed up his things and looked out the window at the square in front of the school building, he suddenly felt extremely heartache: "In a few days, the children will raise the flag again, right?"

"Uh-huh...... the administrative teacher was distracted and agreed in a trance.

"Haha, I can't see it!" Principal Xu laughed, but blew his nose out the window: "Rhinitis is really annoying!"

He has walked this road countless times, but he has never felt so cordial as now. Walking to the Wang's steamed bun shop southwest of the main entrance of No. 2 Middle School, he stopped. Uncle Wang was about to close the stall, and said to him: "Principal, don't you buy buns? There are eleven left, you can just give me five yuan." ”

"How many bucks?"

"Five cents a piece, and the last one is what I gave you. ”

Principal Xu handed him five yuan: "Do you know that I am the principal?"

"Hey, I've been buying buns here for ten years, which teacher I don't know?

After taking the bun handed by Uncle Wang, Principal Xu ate it on the street regardless of his image. He praised again and again: "It's delicious, no wonder students come to buy it!"

Uncle Wang smiled heartily: "You two middle schools are strict and don't let students eat outside." But there are so many bold day students who buy for students, and a few years ago, there was a tall and handsome guy who sold wontons, and I bought a lot of them!"

Principal Xu knew that he was talking about Qiao Nan, so he smiled in agreement, and kept saying, "It's so delicious, how can such a delicious bun not be eaten until the last day......?"

Uncle Wang asked in surprise, "What's the last day?"

"Lao Tzu is retired!" Principal Xu casually pulled a tissue to wipe his mouth and left in style.

“…… It's only been five years, right? Why don't you stop doing it if you've done a good job?"

Uncle Wang muttered to himself, and Principal Xu had already gone away. He wandered aimlessly through the streets and finally arrived at the wonton restaurant. When he was young, he drank with Qiao Jianjun the most, and since the two children dated, he had already regarded Qiao Jianjun as his future in-laws, and he wanted to get drunk here.

In the past six months, Qiao Jianjun has heard his wife talk a lot about the ups and downs of the second middle school, and deeply understands the difficulty of this old partner, so he comforted: "Lao Xu, your blood pressure has not been good in the past two years, leave that place of right and wrong, and take good care of your body!"

"Hmm......" Principal Xu was drunk and hazy, and said with a smile: "But I can't be idle, I have to find something to do!"

"Then it's not too late to rest for a while and then look for it!"

"Old Joe, what did you feel when you left the army?"

"What else can I feel like? I can't bear it, there are still many brothers who have not avenged their revenge, but there is no way, my family has become like that bear, how can I still work in the army?"

Principal Xu teary-eyed: "I can't bear it." It's not that I'm reluctant to give up the reputation of 'principal', but I can't bear to let those students of No. 2 Middle School be! I haven't done what I promised them, and these regrets will be kept for a lifetime!"

"You have brought the second middle school well enough, what do you have to regret?"

"I said that there will be ten Tsinghua Peking University this year, but only nine of them will be released!" President Xu cried like a child: "I boasted about Haikou at that time! Wasn't this a slap in the face?"

"This year, there are ten in the second middle school. ”

Hearing this, Principal Xu and Qiao Jianjun raised their heads one after another and saw the poplar tree standing at the door of the back kitchen. Yang Shu said: "I rubbed the edge, just enough for the score line of Peking University." In a few days, it will be time to report to Peking University. ”

Xu and Qiao were all stunned, and Yang Shu smiled: "It was the No. 2 Middle School that gave me a chance to study on my own, and I am also a student of the No. 2 Middle School." So, counting me, No. 2 Middle School is exactly ten Tsinghua University and Peking University this year. Headmaster, you have no regrets. ”

Qiao Jianjun was pleasantly surprised: "I asked you where you were admitted, you said that it was an ordinary school in Beijing, you kid is amazing! After five years of taking the exam, you finally got in! Stinky boy, why didn't you say it earlier?!"

Yang Shu smiled shyly: "My score is really not high, it's really just a margin." What's more, it took me five years to get in, and I don't have anything to show off. ”

Qiao Jianjun was so happy that he didn't know what to do, while Principal Xu had a long burp, crying and laughing: "I really have no regrets!"

At this point, the name "Xu Zhenghou" has completely become the "former principal" of the second middle school.

Little Easter Eggs***

On the day Yang Shu went to school in Beijing, Qiao's family gave him a red envelope of 1,000 yuan, he was grateful, and said: "Uncle Qiao, Teacher Li, don't worry, I will definitely come back to repay the favor!"

This time, Qiao Jianjun was convinced of his words, but he said: "Don't always rest assured about repaying your kindness, study hard, be a good person, and then you will be repaid." ”

"Hey, I remember!"

After Poplar left, the wonton restaurant fell into a new round of silence, but the discussion about him continued. Some people say that he is a genius who can be admitted to Peking University while working, and some people say that he has extraordinary perseverance and has been admitted for five years. But everyone's focus is on his life experience, what kind of family does such a magical child come from?

Qiao Jianjun didn't know, Yang Shu said that his parents remarried, and his current father is a stepfather, so he doesn't have a good relationship with his parents, and when he went to school in his hometown in the Northeast, he also lived in the school. Yang Shu was very reluctant to mention his family, so Qiao Jianjun would not ask more.

A month after the poplar tree left, a wave of northeasterners came to eat at the store. Qiao Jianjun was busy in the back kitchen, and intermittently heard a piece of Mandarin with a big ballast flavor: "I heard my old iron say one thing...... In winter, the ice on the road is old and thick, the sky is bright, and I can't see the road clearly...... My brother and his village party secretary were riding motorcycles one after the other, and I don't know what happened, and the brother fell under the bridge...... My old iron said, that brother fell badly, and his face was shattered...... Ang, why do you say the village party secretary is fine?...... The village party secretary said that they didn't get a penny back, and those who went out to work didn't take any money, so the brother's house was about to be smashed...... Later, his daughter-in-law remarried with her son. Where did it go? Who knows? It's just that poor kid...... You're still in junior high school......, right? The village party secretary was sued last autumn for owning several apartments in the city, raising several juniors, and opening a company for his son. Later, the village party secretary was arrested...... Who knows who did that? Just be happy——Boss, check out!"

The person in charge of settling the bill was the newly-hired child of the wonton shop, and the child solved the account neatly, and the group of northeasterners left. After Qiao Jianjun packed up and ran out, they were gone. Throughout the day, Qiao Jianjun always saw the figure of a young man in front of his eyes - he saw his father's horrible corpse at a young age, and in the crowd of onlookers, he saw the most bitter greed and indifference. In the years when his mother remarried, he quietly returned to his hometown while studying, searching for all the evidence of the wicked, and collected it for several years at once. He was so patient and meticulous, like an experienced wolf, calmly perceiving all sins in the darkest of nights.

Of course, these are just Qiao Jianjun's guesses.

It's just speculation.