"Yunqiao is simply not a school, it is a gathering place for fights!"

"It's just a wine bag and a rice bag, is such a person worthy of being the principal?"

"Cloud Bridge is almost finished!"

"I don't feel safe in Yunqiao, so I'll let my child transfer to another school tomorrow. ”

All parents who are in Yunqiao or plan to go to school in Yunqiao say so, this is word of mouth.

Anyone, especially a leader, cares about this, because he is often a harbinger of success or failure.

The three of them became tigers, and tens of thousands of people said that the spitting stars had to merge into a surging river, which could wash Rong Shiyou to the Arctic Ocean.

In the past two days, Master Rong has been sitting on pins and needles, fidgeting, not sleeping well, and his right eye is beating vigorously, always feeling that something is going to happen.

Sure enough, on Sunday morning, a teacher with whom he had a good relationship said that someone had scolded him online. To say that he is a straw bale, a soft egg, a symbol of incompetence.

He was even called genital warts on the Internet, and it is difficult to say that he is a manipulator who is indescribably rampant.

Angry, he paced around the house, and kept scolding: "Grandma's, grandma's, I have nothing to do when I am full, for fear that the world will not be chaotic!"

On Sunday afternoon, a well-connected leader of the Education Bureau called: "Lao Wu, take some effective measures, the parents of the students complained, this is worth it, maybe the leaders will be changed at the beginning of the Spring Festival." ”

This is what he is most afraid of, the principal will not let him do it, he has to survive with the people he led in the past, what a shameful thing!

He was so angry that he paced around the room, scolding constantly: "Damn, damn it, you have to expel a student!"

The students came to the school one after another, breaking the peace of the sea for two days, and Teacher Rong felt that the water was unfathomable, and he could be swallowed at any time, and in the end, he could not even find his bones.

He doesn't know what's wrong, why can't he even control the students! The school doesn't let the students be expelled, let alone punished, and he obeys the rules and regulations, is what he did wrong?

At about half-past five, he convened a meeting of the year group leaders and asked them to take a count: count the number of students who came to school and report to the principal's office.

The class teachers ran non-stop to the class, one after another to the principal's office.

The results of the survey showed that there were very few classes, most of them lacked one or two students, and some classes even lacked three or four.

So many students were transferred, and all of them were calm and disciplined, even top students. None of the naughty mischievous ones left.

Mo Fei Yunqiao is a cornucopia, specializing in gathering masters of domestic fights.

He even wants to gather all the truancy, fighting, falling in love, taking nude photos, and beating teachers in the world into one school, and also have a cloud bridge to discuss boxing to see who is powerful.

Master Rong and his friends raised the Flame Mountain, the altitude exceeded the height of the nose, and when they met people, they said, "Suffer, brother...... Yes...... Ay...... No matter what method is adopted, the students must be recovered. ”

The phone rang non-stop until Monday's regular meeting time.

"The top students have been lost, hold your class teacher responsible, and there is no way to transfer if you want to!"

"Which class loses the most, the salary of the month will be deducted, and the year-end assessment cannot be evaluated!"

"That's it!" the head teacher complained, "or let's change schools too!"

"You transfer, Yunqiao is not afraid of transferring teachers, but afraid of transferring students, transfer one of you, and transfer more than a dozen!"

"Why?"

The head teacher was still discussing, but he kept calling his parents, and the eight immortals crossed the sea, showing their magical powers. There are even those who want to kneel for their parents.

"So-and-so parent, why didn't our children come to school?" shouted very sensitively, as if they were their own.

"I've transferred to another school, your school is in a mess, I'm afraid my child will be beaten!"

"That's all a matter of one or two people, is a piece of meat bad and full of soup?"

"The pot of soup is all bad, is there still good meat?"

"Alas......"

Before he finished speaking, the other party hung up the phone.

The male teacher pouted and complained, and the female teacher secretly wiped her tears.

At this time, they were not in a hurry when they heard people's laughter, there were many of them in the class, and even Mu Zhong, who was resting on "maternity leave", also came.

At the regular meeting on Monday, the teachers got together and laughed and talked endlessly, and the parents, cats, and dogs, sometimes pushed and shoved like students, trying to show their smiles to others.

And what about the students, they can sometimes say better than the students, that is, there is an advantage not to fight.

The leaders came, lined up in turn, and sat down in turn according to the size of the official position, a dozen of them, with extremely serious expressions. - There are less than 200 teachers in the school.

Teacher Rong is often the last to come, and the teachers observe his geographical appearance—his facial expressions.

If there were more plains than mountains, and there were rippling waves, they would still gossip, and the headmaster would not blame, and would say, "Ah...... It's all good...... All so good......"

If there were more mountains than plains, and the waves were rolling, they immediately stopped and waited in their seats for the eruption of the Flaming Mountain, and tried to guess who the spray was aimed at.

Principal Rong came, heavy rocks, surging, dark clouds, a storm was coming, and there was silence in the venue.

"It's messy, it's all messy, the students can't control it, it's chaotic, the students are fighting, the parents are fighting, it's all messed up!"

Hearing the laughter, he knew that it was Yang Yu, he was not shy, Yang Yu was not his student, and he didn't listen to him.

"We must strengthen students' ideological and moral education, strengthen students' psychological education, strengthen students' legal education, and enhance their legal awareness and security awareness.

We must be on duty 24 hours a day, conduct more ideological communication, discover problems in a timely manner, and nip in the bud fights and other violations of discipline.

If it really doesn't work, don't sleep all night, keep an eye on him, so that they don't have a chance to fight. It is necessary to grasp typical examples, grasp typical examples, and determine several objects of protection.

Good students don't care, it's those garlic heads back and forth, if it doesn't work, let them go home and reflect, I'll take care of something. ”

Teacher Rong spoke Mandarin for a while, and Yuecheng dialect for a while, and the teachers wanted to laugh.

"School management is not a matter of one person or two people, we all have responsibilities, we all have obligations, the cloud bridge is broken, and we all have to be laid off. ”

Teachers don't like to hear this sentence, the cloud bridge is scattered, and you are the first person responsible.

"Now, the gossip out there is everything, and it's very bad for us......"

At this point, he suddenly stopped, and his right hand froze in the air, leaving an eternal moment.

Thousands of words gushed down his throat, and it was difficult to express for a while. He choked up, and I could clearly see that the corners of his eyes were moist,

He stood up, threw his hands and said, "Please, please......"

He couldn't control his feelings anymore, and tears flowed down his eyes, large and small, with wrinkles carved into the vicissitudes of history.

Somehow, I felt something blindfolded, blurry for a moment. The venue was silent, and there was a deathly silence.

The school decided to hire Qi Huyue, the captain of the brigade, and Ru An, the warden of Yuecheng Prison, as the school's vice principals of law, and decided to hold a law symposium at 3 p.m. on Wednesday, which all students should attend, and the head teacher could not be absent.

Hearing the laughter and heartfelt joy, this is the conference he has been looking forward to for a long time to reduce the mental pressure of teachers.