What is an angry toad, Lang Mo finally realized the essence of it today.

He never expected that a scenario that was even more absurd and off-the-beaten-track than a nonsensical comedy at the end would fall on him.

X City, a prosperous town in the south.

In the summer night of colorful neon lights, the wide and calm river is slowly and tirelessly passing through the heart of this mysterious city.

When the bright moon is in the sky, the clear water of the river emits thousands of sparkling lights in the glow of the moonlight, as if bringing the same rhythm of life to all living beings. In the thousands of lights, the cool and moist river breeze, rolling some ethereal light mist, gently blows away, blowing away the dust under the lights, blowing away the stuffy heat in the air, and the long-lost freshness finally penetrates into every corner and treetops on both sides of the river.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Lang Mo carried his guitar to the embankment next to the river, and it was late at night, the traffic seemed to be cut off, and there were many fewer pedestrians.

But under the lush trees by the river, there are more and more pairs of young couples, who sit on the stone benches by the big trees and envy passers-by, as if the whole world is floating dust, only their small cosmic folds shine.

Lang Mo found a stone stool, opened the guitar case, took out an old guitar, casually placed the open guitar case on the ground in front of the stone bench, cleared his throat, coughed twice, and began to play and sing to himself in the east to the river.

It's a unique way for him to soothe his mood, especially in such a messy moment right now.

But he sang too rubbish, with one mouth, and the crows cried like mourning, which frightened the pair of little lovers next to him in an instant, and the passers-by also frowned and sighed and disdained.

Someone even considered whether to call the neuropathy hospital immediately!

However, a homeless man holding a small white porcelain bowl with a broken gap in his hand was deeply touched by his song 'Olive Tree', and the ragged and dirty homeless man felt like he was about to burst into tears.

The homeless man hesitated again and again as he passed by Lang Mo, and finally, gritting his teeth, took out three dirty one-dollar coins from his small bowl, which had turned black, and threw them into the guitar case on the ground, in which the coins bounced and made a wonderful sound like a heavenly sound.

These three coins, perhaps, were all the possessions of the homeless man.

The singer was taken aback by the vagabond's feat, and looked at the coins in the box as if confused, and at this moment, time seemed to come to a sudden standstill.

Unfortunately, when he came back to his senses, the homeless man had already disappeared with the sad gaze of the people who had fallen at the end of the world at the same time.

He jumped up, brandished his guitar, and yelled at the homeless man's back: "Hey, boss! fuck Maurer! Lao Tzu is not a fucking singer! No, you will die for me!"

Siren is gone, forget it, he doesn't want to chase it, he doesn't have the strength, damn, what kind of world, even beggars bully people.

I have to admit that this is the first time in Lang Mo's life to make money, he bent down to pick up the three smelly coins, put them in his hand and tossed them lightly, and was about to throw them into the river.

Suddenly, he thought of something again, forcibly withdrew his hand, and looked around cautiously like a thief, within a radius of thirty meters, the attention seemed to be freezing, and with a whoosh, he put the coin into his trouser pocket.

He came to a public telephone booth not far away, took out the last crumpled cigarette case from his jacket pocket, pulled out the last of the same crooked cigarettes inside, lit it, took a deep breath, spat a beautiful smoke ring into the air, scratched his scalp, hesitated for a while, shoved a coin in his trouser pocket into the telephone, and dialed a mobile phone number.

"Dude, the four-eyed female director has personally appointed me, and I am the principal, hurry up and send me a big red envelope. The young man leaned against the phone booth and answered the phone listlessly.

"Hey--- mom! Lewd elements can also be principals, and they called you two days ago, saying that the plane was down, what are you doing, it can't be the principal of the pheasant training class, right?"

"Don't believe me?"

"Believe, believe and you'll be hell. ”

"You have to believe in truth and miracles. ”

"Truth and miracles, within the direct radius of Ben Shao's pee, if you want to rub oil, just say that Ben Shao is carrying out a sacred man-making movement, don't disturb it... Hang up ha...."

"It's true this time, it's the thing that crawls on you. ”

"Hehe, you are, always have been, honestly, what do you have to do with the female director of that?"

"Fatty, you think too much, I know her, she doesn't know me. ”

", she doesn't know you and she still makes you the principal?

"Dead fatty, are you looking for a smoker? What do you want me to say to believe it? ”

"Hey, Mom, I'm scared to death, yes, master, the four-eyed asked you to be the principal of that famous school?

"Can you talk to people, don't you?"

"Well, the requirements are a little higher, then, the president of the college?"

"Go down. ”

"Junior college?"

"Go down. ”

"Principal of a middle school, right, with your current skills, being a principal of a middle school is more than enough. ”

"Go down!"

"Boss, you're not going to tell me you're an elementary school principal, are you?"

"Congratulations, you're close to the answer. ”

"Wow, you really become the principal of an elementary school! However, that's not bad, if it's a primary school with oil and water, just talking about the sponsorship fee for students in different places, it's tens of thousands to catch one, I heard, it's more expensive than hundreds of thousands, Lord Principal, if you don't pull up the brothers, you say east, I will never go west, you say one, I will never say two..."

"Dead fatty, what a mess, keep a low profile, go down!"

"It's an ordinary elementary school? It's not bad, it's a headmaster. ”

"Ahem, ahem, down, down..."

"What's the point?

"Yes, this can have..."

"I'm sorry, boss, I really can't think of any lower headmaster than an elementary school headmaster?"

"Yes, to give you some knowledge, the place I'm going to is a village, and I, the principal, am at most a private school hired by the village, how about it, isn't it very happy?"

"Village primary school, village, what village?"

"I didn't know at first, where I was going, what 114, maps, Baidu, National Geographic, I couldn't find it at all, it was said that the mobile phone in that place was not used, there was no signal, and China Telecom didn't want to go to the place. ”

"Really!?Is there such a thing? That village can't be the Republic of Mauritius in Africa, right? You went to the black uncle's territory to become a headmaster?"

"That's not the case..... You're exalting me too much. ”

"Well, don't guess! The phone bill is so expensive, let's not send money to the telecommunications company and starve them to death! Later, did you find out? Say it quickly, say it quickly..."

"Hehe, don't you know, there is an old man who collects garbage in our community, when he saw me asking around the place, he told me that the ravine where the small village is located is a place where birds don't and chickens don't lay eggs. ”

"Bee Flower Village?!A village with a lot of bees and a lot of flowers?"

"What a mess! I haven't been there, how do I know? Maybe it's a cowshit village!"

"Ahh

"Oops, the letter of appointment has come down, and I can't shirk it. ”

"Isn't the appointment just a piece of paper, just a butt paper?"

"It would be nice if it was so easy, it's hard to say, don't say it, it's all tears, brother, I'm worse than Dou E, if I don't pay attention, I'm miserable...."

"Hey, hey, hey.... Is it so miserable?"

"It's not miserable that you can experience it in such a realm, I'll call you tonight, first, to say goodbye to my brothers, and second, school will start soon, I'll leave tomorrow, your fat brother is wider than me, help me check, which grandson dares to tease Uncle Ben like this, find out, I want to thank him in person." ”

"That's it, I can help you check, this thing, it's a little interesting, I can't imagine that the ruffian wolf will also scream miserably, okay, no problem, do you want a few brothers to send it......?

"Do you think I'm embarrassed enough, or what?"

"Hehe, don't be serious, Comrade Principal, if you don't send it, you won't send it, you will die to save face and suffer the crime, the fat man dares to bet, you can't stay there for three months, Amen, I hope you can go to the countryside and come back to show the pure natural style of the village girl, take care, bye!"

By the time he finished calling, the three coins in his hand had just run out.

Lang Mo just graduated from a famous normal university in China, and after graduating, he naturally wanted to find a decent job in a big city.

But that day, the school leaders led him to the office and said that he was a top student with first-class ideological awareness. He was praised for three minutes, and the content was nothing more than how good and wonderful the young man was, and so on, and the school leaders had only one purpose, to let him actively support the cause of education in the border areas, and set an example, so as to cooperate with the city education bureau had just put together a magnificent and far-sighted pilot support plan for remote mountainous areas, and said, "It is a major event related to the prosperity of the country! Glory, pride, and should go! He also said that someone made a special solemn recommendation to the education bureau, saying that Lang Mo usually has such lofty ideological clouds.

That's why the school leaders will talk to him specifically. For this reason, the four-eyed beauty director of the Municipal Education Bureau specially ordered his general, and his future will definitely be bright.

But who Lang Mo is, he will not be so easily fooled, those unobtrusive high hats will not affect his judgment.

But the school leader said that with the consent of the four-eyed beauty director of the Municipal Education Bureau, if he wanted, he would be allowed to be the principal.

Principal, Lang Mo is tempted!

Although the mountainous area is a little off, he is also a principal, so he straightened his chest, put his feet together, and said with a serious expression: I will live up to the trust of the leader in me, and I will live up to the cultivation of my alma mater, I will go!

But five minutes later, he learned that the place he was going to was a distant mountain village called Fenghua Village. Whether he went to the village to be the principal this time, or was it a private school, the salary was miserable, not to mention, whether he could get it on time every month was not necessarily guaranteed, and he felt that he had fallen into someone else's trap.

I don't know if that bastard set me up, if I let me know, I will definitely skin you and cramp, fry and steam, crush your bones and scatter ashes, and break your body into pieces!

However, after thinking about it, Lang Mo really couldn't think of anyone who had such an eternal hatred, an eternal hatred, and that he had to make such a foolish thing that annoyed him.

Lang Mo was so depressed that he wanted to slap himself twice, but he didn't do that, it would hurt a lot, and if you want to blame it, you can blame the two lips that you usually don't take care of, who let you say something noble, supportive or something like that, the so-called disaster comes from the mouth, no, it's coming!

Looking at the smiling school leader opposite, Lang Mo almost slapped him, and his heart couldn't wait to immediately burst the chrysanthemum of the four-eyed sister of the city's Education Bureau.

But his face was still full of spring, and he politely shook hands with the school leaders, said goodbye, and left 'chic'.

The school leader, an elder like a fairy-like wind, looked at the back of Lang Mo leaving, pushed the reading glasses on his nose, blinked, shook his head, and muttered in his mouth: "Sample, play tricks with me, it's too simple, right?"

Repentance is inevitable. But it's not easy to come up with it when he enters the set, at that time, he Lang Moke slapped his chest loudly, saying what, after thinking about it, for the sake of his pink thin face, then let's go.

He had his own plans, went and came back immediately.

As the fat man said, he thought of many reasons for coming back early, such as not being sick with water and soil, and being scared when he met the hanged ghost, etc..... Besides, there are no absolute good and bad things in the world, everything has its two sides, and it is not a bad thing to go to the village school for a while, by the way, add some bragging capital to yourself, and then slip away.

The day before departure, there was a person, an old professor at their school who had been in the queue in that village, and learned about it.

That day, the old professor took a lot of trouble to find Langmo.

He said to Lang Mo in a serious tone: "You had better not go to that place, it is very evil!" The old professor also said very philosophically, with your character, if you go, you will get some kind of trouble. If you have to go, remember, don't go into that big mountain called Soul Mountain, never, never!

Lang Mo is extremely strange and solves the reason.

The old professor only told him that among the six people who cut in the queue there, two came back, and the rest died.

As for the two who came back alive, one was mentally ill and danced all day long, falling into the river and dying. A body mutation, with black hair all over his body, became like a super violent gorilla in the movie, with great strength to break the thick steel bars of his fingers, and beat people at every turn, and on a stormy night, he was taken away by the police and never came back, it is said that he was locked up as a guinea pig for experiments, and then ran away and disappeared.

The old professor's words, he didn't take them to heart, they were purely stories.

Because the old professor in their school is a shriveled old man who is known for his research and nervousness, nickname: "Millennium Old Dao!" Usually, he always says something inexplicable and incomprehensible, and says some gossip that cannot be disclosed, but one thing Lang Mo knows very well is that the old professor said that he can calculate the situation of the world and measure the affairs of a hundred years, but in his memory, this old professor seems to be confused, and none of them are predicted accurately. So, no one believed him, and he became a joke for everyone.

So, no matter how serious the old professor said, Lang Mo still went, how many young and vigorous young people believed in those unrelated evil things? Especially Long Mo, he is definitely a purebred who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic!

However, the old professor's words made him a little curious about that Fenghua Village, which may be the only reason for him to go to the frontier to support.

The day after the phone call with his best friend, the fat man, because the road was very long, at least five or six hundred kilometers away, so, at six o'clock in the morning, the sun was still a little dim, Lang Mo took the first morning long-distance bus from the provincial capital, first to County C, and then took a rusty bus transfer, the bus was not only old, but also crowded, seriously overloaded! The whole carriage was stuffed like a sardine can! There are a lot of people, the natural smell is strong, the smell, the smell of sweat, the smell of rancid, and the smell of (someone put a basket of chickens in the car) and other strange smells, the smell makes people want to vomit! The most dizzying thing is that in the sweltering weather, there is no air conditioning in the car! In the carriage, it takes a long time to get rid of a fart, and Principal Lang will remember that sin for the rest of his life.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Lang Mo stayed up to come to Fenghua Village's superior unit Wumi Township, got off the car and asked, there are nearly 20 kilometers of mountain roads leading to Fenghua Village, usually only a passenger and cargo truck in the morning to and from the village and township, and the truck has driven away before Lang Mo arrived, if you want to go to the village, you can only wait until tomorrow. Lang Mo was dumbfounded, and had no choice but to go to the only guest house in Wumixiang, but that day I don't know what was going on, the guest house where business has always been depressed was unprecedentedly full! The reason is that there is an inspection group from other places in Wumixiang, and it is said that it is still a high-level leader.

Go to your mother's inspection group! Go to your mother's group to investigate! Lao Tzu is also a leader and a teacher of sacred souls, why can't he stay in a hotel?

At the time of the dilemma, this day happened to be the day of the market in Wumixiang, and people came and went very lively.

The scorching sun was in the sky, he was wandering on the street, and he met a guy running frantically, followed by twenty or thirty people, shouting and shouting to catch the thief, originally Lang Mo heard about catching the thief, and he subconsciously went to stop him, but he was carrying a big suitcase in one hand and a guitar in the other, and before he could understand it, people hit him head-on and almost knocked him to the ground.

By the time he stood firm, that person had already run away, damn it, running so fast, that deflated San must be a thief!

Immediately afterwards, a chubby aunt grabbed him by the collar and scolded: You damn thief, why did you steal from me?

"When did I steal your things?" said Lang Mo, whose scalp tingled with fright.

The fat aunt unceremoniously put her hand into her right trouser pocket!

"What do you want to do?

Lang Mo was startled, who knows, as soon as the words fell, there seemed to be something more in the fat aunt's hand.

"What is this?!"

Lang Mo took a closer look, stupid, what he took out of his trouser pocket was nothing else, but a bulging wallet, but this wallet was not his!

"Damn, young, what is not good at learning, actually stealing things, I really see it, the villain who ran away stuffed things into your pants pocket, you are his accomplice!" the fat aunt waved her purse and scolded proudly.

Almost at the same moment, the twenty or thirty men who were chasing the thief gathered around him! They looked at him with contempt, ridicule, and anger.

Apparently, they took him for a thief.

"I'm not a thief, I swear to Chairman Mao, I'm not a thief! I'm the principal! The principal directly appointed by the Municipal Education Bureau! You can't do this to me! That wallet is the thief just now.... He...."Rangmo panicked.

"He gave it to you, right? What a coincidence, why didn't they give it to me and give it to you?" someone scoffed.

'I, I.... How do I know, yes, it must be that thief who planted it! Planted it! That's right! His purpose was to buy him time to escape!"

"Planting!? This fool who has been stabbed with a thousand knives can't lie, and he still uses Chairman Mao as a shield! If the Buddha comes, it will be useless! Look at his little eyes, the thief is bright and the thief is bright, and he is obviously a thief, how can he say that he is his own principal! Beat him and beat him to death!" A fierce strong man scolded.

"In these days, even a cockroach may be fake! What about the principal, you are the principal, and Lao Tzu is still the governor!"

"That's it, Si Svenwen is still a thief, what are you pretending to be? shameless!"

"Take him to the police station....."

"What are you doing with him at the police station! It's better to castrate him now!"

........

"Oops..... Don't do it, you have to believe me, I'm really the principal, really! This is my letter of introduction, you see there's the big seal of the Municipal Education Bureau.....

However, the piece of paper in Principal Lang's hand was snatched away by someone in the push of everyone, and the crumbs immediately flew all over the sky....

"You can't do that, listen to me...."

As Lang Mo tried his best to defend himself, the people's anger became more and more intense, and it was obvious that he could not be washed away by jumping into the Yellow River! Seeing this, many juniors in the crowd raised their fists! This unlucky fellow was about to be beaten by a group!

At this moment, a crisp and sweet voice sounded in the crowd: "Everyone, please be quiet, be quiet, please be quiet, I can prove that he is indeed not a thief." ”

Dozens of people turned their heads to see that it was a woman wearing a white straw hat, a slender figure, and an outstanding demeanor.

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