"One!one!one, two-one!"

August is over and September is coming. The originally quiet campus of No. 4 Middle School has finally ushered in a new class of students.

On Monday morning, after an hour-long speech by the leaders of the No. 4 Middle School, the children, who had just graduated from elementary school, were able to return to the classroom to catch their breath, and immediately experienced the price they must pay when they grow up. They were quickly divided into more than a dozen male and female phalanxes, and under the leadership of their respective instructors, they dispersed to all corners of the originally small campus of the fourth middle school, and then they seemed to stand up and rest endlessly, turning left and right, shouting at the top of their voices, shouting all day, shouting that Lin Miao and the children in their class were all related, and then they were glad that they had good academic performance and money in their families, so they didn't need to suffer with them......

"So you say, is reading changing fate, or is reading binding fate?"

In the blink of an eye, I heard the little unlucky eggs shouting for a day. On Tuesday afternoon, the second-generation students of foreign Chinese junior high schools, who had quickly become accustomed to the unfair fate between people, sat comfortably in the shady cafeteria, eating a sumptuous afternoon meal, and looked at the hard work of the children with the sun above their heads at the door of the cafeteria who did not dare to move under the watchful eyes of the instructors, and raised speculative questions.

Peng February, holding a watermelon in one hand and a tonkatsu larger than Lin Miao's face in the other, took a bite on one side, and ate a mixture of juice and pork in his mouth, and slowly walked to Liu Shaofeng, who was standing next to the door of the canteen, only three meters away from the military training queue at most, and replied with a simple face: "Why do you want to do so much, hurry up and go back to class after eating, burp~"

A full hiccups, not to mention that the child on the other side can't stand it, even the instructor who leads the team can't help but jump his eyelids.

But you can't have a seizure......

Before coming to this school, their instructor team had already received rumors that the grandson of their eldest was attending this school. Although he knew at a glance now that with the majesty of Political Commissar Peng, it was impossible for 9,999 out of 10,000 to produce a fat offspring like the fat man in front of him, but what if there was a ......

The instructor who led the team endured the pain, turned his back to Peng Eryue and Liu Shaofeng, smelled the aroma of pork cutlets, and could only loudly cheer up the young students in front of him: "Hold on! Don't be influenced by other students! There are many worse situations on the battlefield than this!"

"No, I think this is bad enough......" Xu Fengfan, who had finished eating, heard the instructor's shout, and appeared behind Liu Shaofeng and Peng February, and then asked strangely, "What about Brother Miao?"

Liu Shaofeng said in a deep voice: "Lin Miao took the lead in eating watermelon here just now, and was arrested by Principal Jiang. ”

Xu Fengfan was puzzled: "Then why are you two okay?"

Peng February: "I don't know, maybe Brother Miao's action of eating melons is too coquettish, and some people are crying greedily." ”

Liu Shaofeng added: "It is also possible that he was angry and cried. ”

Xu Fengfan nodded, looked into the distance and sighed: "Principal Jiang has done a good job, this is to eliminate harm for the people......"

A few hundred meters away, Jiang Shengshan held Lin Miao's hand, watching Lin Miao gulp down the unfinished pork chops, and stopped talking with a look on his face. The two walked into the quiet foreign Chinese teaching building, walked towards the roof, and when they arrived at the principal's office, Lin Miao finally finished eating pork chops, and then took the towel handed by Jiang Shengshan to wipe her hands and mouth, and saw her ask lovingly: "How does it taste?"

"Well, it's delicious. Lin Miao threw the bones into the paper basket, and didn't say a kind word in advance, "Aunt Principal has worked hard." ”

Jiang Shengshan smiled slightly.

She's really hard.

The school added lunch after the second class in the afternoon, which was said to be a trivial matter, but the preliminary preparation was still quite troublesome. In order to ensure the quality of the extra food and the price should not be too high, she and the owner of Xicheng Restaurant agreed to serve pork cutlets and cold drinks every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon last Friday afternoon, and on the weekend, she also ran several bakeries near the school by herself - after all, you can't let your children eat the same thing every afternoon for a week.

Compared to pork chops, which are not cheap, if it is just for energy, small bread is obviously more suitable.

After making these preparations, she went door-to-door to call every parent in the school.

On the one hand, it is to let parents know that this initiative is for the sake of their children, and the cost has to be recovered, and the school can not always post it upside down, on the other hand, it is also for the consideration of parents, try not to waste their precious time, and take time to come to the school for a meeting for this little thing. It is very important for private schools and companies to improve customer experience and not let customers feel troubled.

At that time, when Jiang Shengshan called, she was still a little worried, for fear that her parents would not understand, and she would have to take responsibility. But fortunately, those who can send their children to Chinese junior high school are really not ordinary families. Just like Lin Miao said, parents who can pay 10,000 yuan for tuition don't care about paying a few hundred yuan more for food. More than a hundred phone calls, each parent expressed their understanding of the incident, and not a single one expressed dissatisfaction with the school's behavior of cutting first and then playing.

In this way, with the support of parents, all the meal fees for the extra meals have been collected before yesterday afternoon. Jiang Shengshan calculated the account and found that there was still a surplus of thousands of yuan, so he planned to use it as a scholarship at the end of the semester and distribute it to the child with the best test scores.

When the parent-teacher conference is held at the end of the semester, explain to the parents where the money comes from and where it goes.

"Auntie, why did you call me here?" Lin Miao sat on the sofa and looked up at the distracted Jiang Shengshan and asked.

Jiang Shengshan heard this, smiled and walked to Lin Miao's side and sat down, touched his head gently, and said softly: "Miao Miao, there may be some strange people coming to you these days, if you are asked some messy questions, don't be afraid, just say what you want." ”

Lin Miao asked suspiciously, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Did Lao Wu run away with a loan shark?"

Jiang Shengshan smiled bitterly: "Don't talk nonsense, the school is good, just waiting for you to get results......"

"What's wrong with that, who is coming to me?" Lin Miao asked.

Jiang Shengshan hesitated for a moment before asking, "Do you have any orders for "Qujiang Nandu Daily"?"

"Nope. Lin Miao shook her head, "What is written in the newspaper?"

Jiang Shengshan replied awkwardly: "I wrote something that is not very friendly to you, you better not know......"

Lin Miao couldn't help but be happy: "Auntie, you're boring, I haven't booked it at home, there must be one on the street, if there is really big news, I don't have to watch it myself, someone will tell me." ”

"It's also ......" Jiang Shengshan smiled bitterly and shook his head, then stood up, took the newspaper that was placed on the desk, handed it to Lin Miao and said: "I originally wanted you to be mentally prepared, you can read it yourself, but you must hold back after reading it......"

"What can I hold back?" Lin Miao took the newspaper and glanced at the front page, and saw a huge headline on it: "Education does not allow deception: Who is the "prodigy" in Dongou City?", see the eighth edition for details.

"Damn, do you want to do something?" Lin Miao immediately turned the newspaper to the eighth page.

Jiang Shengshan glanced at his watch and couldn't help but remind: "Miao Miao, why don't you wait until you get home and watch it, it's time for class." ”

"It's fine. Lin Miao refused, "The next session is an English class, except for the beautiful teacher, nothing else is interesting at all." I'm not going to take this class, so let's study the opponent's routine first and see if the danger level is high. ”