Chapter 110: Interview 3
"! Everyone went up together, and the two people who were still standing on the stage at the end just stayed. A thug couldn't understand it and shouted impatiently.
"It's a fair test match, it's not an underground black boxing, and if you're in doubt, you can abstain. The teacher had long been dissatisfied with them, and his face sank and he said.
"...... "Hit the black ......" The thug was even more angry when he heard it, and his face was red and his neck was thick, and he was about to argue.
"Get out of the way and listen to the teacher. The thug led by him was much more insidious, and knowing that it was not the time to make trouble, he pulled the thug away.
After a few more words of caution to the teacher, the lottery officially began.
The teacher brought a square box with five ping-pong balls written on them, such as 0, 1, and 2. One side of the box is transparent, and the player's hand sticks through the small hole above during the draw, and the person opposite him can see the action of catching the ball, but he can't see it, so as to ensure the fairness of the draw.
It was Zhang Dabao who was the first to draw lots on stage, he put his hand into the box, and he didn't forget to smirk at everyone with a simple face. Several students in the audience also squeezed their eyebrows and made fun of him.
Zhang Dabao pulled his big hand and took out a table tennis ball from it, and everyone in the audience cheered victoriously: "Haha, Dabao is so lucky, he actually drew the No. 2 ball and had a bye in the first round." ”
"Haha, Dabao, you have been promoted, but you must be treated. ”
"Hehe, if I can be a sparring partner, I will definitely invite everyone to have dinner with the teacher and eat mutton steamed buns. Zhang Dabao smirked innocently.
The three thugs were not happy when they saw each other, this Dabao was excluded in the first round, wouldn't they have to kill each other in the first round.
Even if you can advance, you need to play two more games, wouldn't it be a loss.
"No, it's not fair. ”
"You are all acquaintances, there must be a fake in this. ”
When he drew lots, someone in the audience hinted to him. ”
"I asked for a new draw and he didn't allow the first draw. The three of them shouted louder than the other.
"What do you mean? Who is fake, and he is so arrogant to apply for the job. ”
"If you don't have the ability, you will automatically abstain, and you won't get involved here......" The students under it are not good at stubble, and they are clamoring and scolding the thugs.
The scene was chaotic, and the two teachers were so angry that their faces turned pale, and shouting silence could not stop them.
In the eyes of Yang Dequan, who was on the second floor, he scolded in his heart: "A group of fools, worrying about delaying time for this little thing, I can't delay long if I want to protect them." Directly on the field, the beam will be beaten down, and it will be over......"
At the same time, in another room on the second floor, there was a burly man in a red Nike tracksuit, who was also blowing his beard and staring indignantly. The whip in his hand slammed hard against the wall to vent his anger.
"I, Zhang Dabiao, just transferred my nephew to the sparring team on the basis of my relationship, what's the matter, don't I have the power to do this? It's just that I don't care about doing this, and the nephew who has a tendon also thinks it's not good to go through the back door, so he let him go through the formal recruitment process. It's no problem to be a sparring partner with his ability, what are you making a fuss about......?"
was complaining indignantly, and suddenly someone next to him spoke: "Da Biao, who are you angry at?"
Zhang Dabiao was startled, and when he looked back, he was even more frightened out of cold sweat, and hurriedly put on the most charming smile on his face and explained: "Principal, why is your old man here, if you have something to order, I will be on call, how can you use your old man's feet." ”
"Don't keep saying this to me, you kid, so that outsiders can't hear it. I'm not a bureaucrat in the old society. The person who came stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Dabiao and shook his head and smiled bitterly, and it was not easy to blame this cronie for his flattery.
He is none other than Liang Yong's year-old friend Xiong Daoming. If Liang Yong knew his true identity, he would definitely not bother to participate in any job fairs now, and directly asked him that it was not a matter of minutes to enter the school to find a job. It's a pity that Liang Yong didn't ask seriously before, and Xiong Daoming didn't deliberately mention where he became an official.
"Hehe, I, Zhang Dabiao, have today, and I am all promoted by your old man. Even if you are a cow and a horse, you can't repay it......" Zhang Dabiao didn't care about this, and what he said was even more numb, he knew that his master liked to hear these things in private.
"Hehe, you kid. Are you angry about your nephew Dabao's entry into the sparring team? Rest assured, everyone knows this, and he will definitely be able to enter. Xiong Daoming listened very helpfully, and said comfortingly in a good mood. With Zhang Dabiao's eyes, he also looked at the judo gym.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he said in surprise: "Liang Yong, why is he here?" The old man has been in a state of fire for the past two days, and he is preparing to contact Liang Yong.
Although he has a lot of cronies at school, when he goes out to look for flowers and willows, he can't help any of them. Those cronies are under the close surveillance of his tigress, but it is Liang who is the most reliable with this new acquaintance.
"Headmaster, you know Liang Yong, and he is also a contestant who came to participate in the recruitment today. Zhang Dabiao was absolutely clever, and as soon as he heard Xiong Daoming's words, he hurriedly explained.
"Oh, he needs this job too......" Xiong Daoming nodded and didn't say much. But he stood there and didn't leave, watching the situation in the judo gym with Zhang Dabiao.
The chaos in the judo gym continues, and the two teachers can't shout at it. The three thugs insisted on redrawing the lot, and they were eager to mess up the situation, so that they could take the opportunity to clean up the beams. It's just that what disappointed them was that Liang Yong had been standing on the periphery watching the play, and he had no intention of participating at all, so they couldn't find an excuse to do something to Liang Yong.
Yang Dequan saw that this matter was endless, stomped his foot angrily, and walked downstairs. Now he can only go to the judo gym to solve this matter in person.
Yang Dequan walked into the judo gym, and the dispute continued. His face sank, and he yelled majestically: "Whatever the noise! ”
This loud roar silenced both sides. Only then did he pretend to come forward and ask what had happened.
"Director Yang, I think a few of them are deliberately making trouble, and they should be disqualified. A teacher said angrily after talking about the situation.
"Why? Is it wrong for us to protest against the unfairness of the lot? He is an acquaintance with you, so you naturally shield him and let him be the first to draw lots, so it is naturally easy to draw No. 2. "The thugs are not stupid, and they immediately argue with reason.
"Their identities are also suspicious......"
"You're retaliating ......"
It's chaos again.
Yang Dequan roared again and told the thugs to shut up. Privately, he pulled the two teachers aside and said, "It will take some time for their identities to be verified, and I might as well tell you that a certain leader of the school has greeted me privately and asked me to take care of them when recruiting...... I think we will let them draw lots again, compete fairly and justly, and in the end, even if they lose the election, we will have an explanation for the leadership. ”
Yang Dequan is an old oilman in officialdom, so he naturally knows how to speak, and he can make the teachers bow their heads the most. The lie came casually, and it really scared the two teachers.