Jolene still remembers that before the start of school, Principal Lu had come to her house to talk to her mother. When she came home, her mother quickly put away a pen and made it mysterious.

The two didn't talk for too long, probably because they were afraid of being heard by Jolene. When Principal Lu left, he was still probing his brain at the door, as if he was afraid that someone would follow him. Mother smiled: "Lao Lu has the courage to do the work of a spy! Alas, it's really embarrassing for him." ”

I don't know if it's because of this secret conversation, but not long after the start of school, many leaders came to the school, and they went in and out of the administrative building with solemn expressions. Jolene still wondered, there were no big events at the school, why did so many people come?

Once she went to the office to deliver materials, and heard a group of teachers chatting, as if to say, "Listen to the meaning, the principal can no longer be the secretary, so it is easy to cover the sky with one hand", etc., but they were afraid that the students would hear it, so they quickly changed the subject.

After coming out of the office, Jolene counted with her fingers, and she didn't know which was bigger, the principal or the secretary. Anyway, in Qiao Lin's mind at that time, the principal was the biggest in a school. Can the secretary still overpower the principal?

She went home and asked her mother, but her mother kept her mouth shut and told her to concentrate on her studies. Qiao Lin had a pimple in her heart, that is, her mother must be guarding herself like a spy, for fear that she would go to school and talk nonsense. Hmph, who does Mom think of herself?!

In April, when the grass grows and the warbler flies, the atmosphere of the Olympic Games is getting stronger and stronger, and the No. 2 Middle School also held an "Essay Contest to Welcome the Olympic Games". Almost everyone in the liberal arts focus class participated, and Jolene was no exception. Unlike other people's themes, she wrote it from her brother's point of view, and it is said that she made the teacher cry and finally won the first prize.

At a flag-raising ceremony in mid-April, Qiao Lin read her award-winning essay, and the girls with low tears cried profusely, and Zhao Linlin cried the most fiercely. If you want to ask Jolene what she wrote? Then wait until the Olympics to release it!

At the flag-raising ceremony that day, Principal Qian summarized Qiao Lin's speech, and finally said goodbye to all the teachers and students of the school, claiming that due to physical reasons, he was leaving No. 2 Middle School.

Maybe it was a premonition, so the students below didn't react much, and they all stood in order. Jolene observed most carefully, and when Principal Xu used to speak, the hoarse throat and messy broken hair in the wind, as well as the occasional burst of dialect, often caused the students to laugh. In contrast, Principal Xu's popularity is higher!

Principal Qian left, and Principal Lu, as the veteran of the No. 2 Middle School, took charge of school affairs for a period of time. However, his academic qualifications are limited, his qualifications are average, and the room for upward movement is almost zero. He didn't know when he would be able to send a new headmaster, let alone if he would be able to get along with the new headmaster, so he couldn't stop worrying all day.

Teachers are worried, but the most unfortunate ones are the students, especially the students in the third year of high school. In the past year, the teachers of the sixth class of the third year of high school, that is, the key class of liberal arts, have changed several times, which is fatal for the third year of high school.

Back then, Qiao Lu and Qiao Nan were both students in the experimental class, and their teachers were the top match in the second middle school, and they had hardly changed in the past three years; Sun Ruiyang was also in the experimental class, he graduated last year, and the learning environment was also very stable. But in Jolene's term, the school has ups and downs, and teachers come and go.

When talking to her brother on the phone, Qiao Lin poured bitter water: "The school has to hold art and sports classes for a while, and then it will be disbanded, and the teachers will be changed back and forth, which is annoying!"

Regarding the changes in the second middle school, Qiao Nan was also distressed: "The school is crazy, right? The third year of high school has changed teachers? You are unlucky enough this time!"

"In the past six months, the city's joint entrance examination, science students have the support of experimental classes, and there are many people who can be ranked in the city. Liberal arts are not good, except for Xu Na, who is firmly in the first place, the others are not ranked in the top 20. Alas, the school also abandoned us. ”

"If it goes on like this, the second middle school will be hopeless. But you have to keep your mind calm and don't give up until the last minute. ”

Alumni of No. 2 Middle School who graduated often joked that they had spent three years in prison at No. 2 Middle School. Qiao Nan sat for a longer time, because the military school he attended was also very strict, and the compound he was in was nicknamed "Prison X". But even so, he still loves these two alma maters deeply and often pays attention to their dynamics. He was very saddened by the changes in the second middle school.

Qiao Nan bubbles up in the class group two or three times a year, and can be said to be the class leader with the lowest sense of existence, but when he donates to the Dongmei Scholarship Fund every year, he is the one who donates the most. For him, Erzhong and Xue Dongmei are his inseparable concerns, if he knows that someone has embezzled the Dongmei fund, maybe he can really surprise those people.

So Jolene was very careful not to show her stuff in front of her brother. My brother asked her how many poor students she had pushed this year, and she said hesitantly that she was too nervous about studying, so she didn't care.

Qiao Nan also understood, and did not scold her for being a pig. He didn't think much about it, let alone that the fund had been misappropriated. He also believed in the teachers of the second middle school in his memory, and did not doubt their character at all. He has a lot of work to do this year, so he doesn't have much energy to focus on anything else.

After Principal Qian resigned, Li Lanzhi revealed to her daughter that she was likely to be transferred back to No. 2 Middle School. And according to the secondment convention, when you return to school, you will often be half a level higher than before, or one level higher. In other words, after she goes back this time, she will be able to serve as the vice principal of the second middle school.

Qiao Lin got a lot closer to her mother, and even joked with her mother: "But then I won't be the second generation of officials!"

Li Lanzhi couldn't cry or laugh: "Cut, then are you now the second generation of officials?"

In fact, Jolene was happy. She used to be very annoyed that her mother was watching her on campus, her teachers were all her mother's eyeliner, and her mother was like Mama Rong, who liked to lie in the back window to watch them. But after her mother left, she realized how dependent she was on her. As soon as she heard that her mother was coming back, she smirked and rubbed her face against her mother's arm.

It's been a long time since Jolene grew up like this. Girls are still very different from boys, no matter how close Qiao Nan's kid is to herself, she will not rub her face against herself like a girl. Li Lanzhi felt a little numb, but her heart was extremely warm.

"But Mom, who will the new headmaster be?"

"I don't know yet, there is no suitable one inside the school, so I can only transfer it from the outside. Personnel transfers are already slow, and it is possible to delay them for half a year. ”

After all, No. 2 Middle School is a famous school in Hong Kong City, and within a few days of Principal Qian's departure, a young principal about forty-five years old was transferred, who was said to have been transferred from the county high school below, and his work ability was super strong. Nominally, he is still the acting principal, but as long as he doesn't make any mistakes in principle, he will soon be turned positive.

After the new president was decided, Lao Lu conducted another private investigation, and then came to the suburban Electric University and knocked on the door of the office of the chairman of the trade union.

Lao Xu was smoking a cigarette and browsing the web, and when he saw his old subordinates, he was very happy: "Lao Lu, why are you here at this time? Sit down quickly!"

Principal Lu's legs trembled with nervousness, and he squatted under the sofa with one buttocks. Lao Xu laughed: "What are you nervous about coming to me?"

"I just came out of the city hall and got a message. Starting from this year, the principal of No. 2 Middle School will no longer concurrently serve as the party secretary. Lao Xu, I think this is an opportunity, you can apply for a transfer back!"

Lao Xu laughed and said, "What are you kidding? Look at me now, can I go back?"

"Are you Xu Zhenghou not qualified enough, or are you not well-connected? As long as you want to come back, why can't you come back?"

"It's good here, you see, the bald piece in front of me has hair growing again!"

After Lao Xu stepped down, he was given a position that was too idle to be more idle, he originally refused, but he had no grandson to watch, no flowers and birds to serve, and all he thought about when he opened his eyes and closed his eyes were students, so he came back. Although this position is very idle, it is in the school after all, and it is not bad for him to come to retire.

"Lao Lu, people's inertia is terrible, I just started to grow hair here, and now I still think it's good to be idle like this. During the years when I was the principal of No. 2 Middle School, I was under too much pressure and my blood pressure was high. After taking a break for half a year, don't you think I look much better than before?"

"Also, I've learned to trade stocks now, and I made a lot of money a year ago, so I'll invite you to drink another day. I also set up a joint tutoring class with my nephew, and after three months of business, the profit was 50,000 or 60,000 yuan. Alas, my old song can make more money than me, and I can't hold my head up in front of her before. Now, heh, Lao Tzu is also raising his eyebrows!"

Lao Lu pushed his glasses, quite frustrated, but unwilling to go like this. He said: "Lao Xu, in fact, you deliberately don't want to hear the news of the Second Middle School, right?"

"What?"

"If the second middle school develops well, your heart will itch, and if the second middle school has a problem, you will be even more uncomfortable. Isn't it?"

Lao Xu was silent and lit a cigarette. Lao Lu pushed the recorder to him and said, "This is the meeting record I recorded, listen, what did they toss into the second middle school during your absence?"

Lao Xu listened to it for less than five minutes, and his eyebrows were twisted into a Sichuan shape, and if he listened to it again, his heart would be broken.

"Lao Xu, I gave this recording to Lao Li, the last principal, it was we who exposed it. ”

The two have worked together for a long time, and Lao Xu is very familiar with Lao Lu's character. He has no opinions, he is timid and afraid of things, and perhaps all his life's courage has been spent on this matter.

"Lao Xu, both of us have been working in No. 2 Middle School for 82 years. At that time, the second middle school was poor and white, and the quality of the students was poor, and almost no funds were received. We know better than anyone how hard it was at that time. But in that mess, you led our group of people, withstood all the pressure, and forced the students to learn from the dead. At that time, I was beaten by students, you were so angry that high blood pressure Lao Li had a big belly and went to chase the students who skipped class. We almost live and eat in school, and it is with that enthusiasm that in less than ten years, we have made the No. 2 Middle School a provincial model school. Thinking about the road you have traveled back then, do you really bear to leave this burden behind?"

Lao Xu flashed those magnificent pictures in front of his eyes, supported his forehead, and fell into deep thought.

Lao Lu looked at his watch and said: "This year, our students have been dragged hard enough, the second middle school has opened up its popularity by teaching quality, and this year I am afraid it will be planted in the quality of teaching." Lao Li has already sent a report asking to be transferred back, you can do it yourself!"./14_14979/