274 Talk about giving Wan Zhichun
At this time, an older teacher Chang came over, squeezed out a smile and said, "Yo, Teacher Xiaobai knows so much at a young age!
Xiaobai didn't hear the slightest sarcasm in his words, and replied bluntly: "Well, it's a little more than my peers." ”
"No wonder, I'll just say," Mr. Chang made a sudden realization, "Reading countless people naturally makes your brain live, the road is wide, and it's easier to climb up, right?"
Xiaobai is no matter how stupid he is, he can hear that there is something in the words. She was young and became the director of teaching at this educational institution as soon as she came, and not everyone was convinced.
However, Xiaobai, who has a clear conscience, feels that this kind of unconvinced psychology is also understandable, after all, others have been working longer than themselves, and their work experience is richer than their own. All you can do is redouble your efforts, and it is best to stop the rumors with excellent work results.
So Xiaobai said: "Thank you for the appreciation of the leaders, and thank you for the support of your colleagues, everyone works together." ”
After finishing speaking, I felt that the flesh was numb and goosebumps straightened, when did I learn this kind of officialdom?
People are floating in the rivers and lakes, and learning some polite words is to avoid being stabbed.
At noon that day, when Xiaobai passed by the door of the office, he saw several teachers who had not had classes for the time being gathering at the window to discuss something, and they were looking down with their necks stretched one by one, with envy on their faces.
Xiaobai leaned over and asked, "What are you talking about so lively?"
"Teacher Xiaobai, come and see!"
Bai Yunnuan looked out of the window of their fingers, oh!
I don't know when, downstairs has been people mountain people sea (the strange translation of "people mountain people sea").
The office building is well located just below the ten-mile street, which runs through one of the city's busiest business districts.
In the middle of the street, there is a green belt with a width of 80 centimeters and a height of about 1 meter, which is used to separate vehicles from the front and back directions.
Originally, there were only evergreen plants planted on the green belt, and from a high place, it was green. But it seems that overnight, the green belt has all changed color!
Xiaobai rubbed his eyes and looked again, am I color blind? How did the green turn purple red? What are those things? Dense, as if ...... It looks like a rose!
How many flowers do you have to make the green belt grow into a rose belt! No wonder the refreshing sweet fragrance wafts from the window.
Xiaobai: "What's going on?"
The colleagues said: "Oh, my mother, the ten-mile-long street is full of roses, how much silver does it cost! There's no class here, so let's go down and see the excitement!"
There may be women who are not so keen on flowers, but how can any woman be disgusted with roses? Because roses symbolize love, especially for these women who are just the right youth.
Xiaobai looked at the time, it was still relatively abundant, so he also went down to be happy.
Come downstairs and take a closer look. Each rose is individually wrapped in transparent paper to prevent in your hands. The green belt is piled up.
Note that it is not "placed", but "piled", piled thick and high, and the ten-mile long street is piled up like this, I don't know if the roses of the whole city or the whole country have been collected.
Most of those flowers are rose-red, but there are also some pink, yellow and even white dots among them, so beautiful, so spectacular, the people are busy taking pictures, left scissor hands, right scissor hands, both hands scissor hands, than the heart......
These are rootless flowers, and it is estimated that they will be thanked for a day or two, what a pity.
At the same time, everyone was also sighing, the local tyrants are too wasteful, is this too much money to spend? There are so many flowers, it is impossible to count, and this packaging alone costs a lot of silver! With so much silver, wouldn't it be easier to sprinkle a lot of money from the window?
Who did this, and what was the purpose? If it was a marriage proposal, at least there had to be a woman's name for everyone to envy, right?
While the people were talking, there was a sudden "boom" sound overhead, and a small plane flew by at a not too fast speed, dragging a bunch of colorful hydrogen balloons behind, and the hydrogen balloons pulled up a long banner, which was held up by the wind, and shook with hula and hula.
Wan Dao's eyes were invariably focused on the banner, which read: "Nuan Nuan, these flowers are for you!"
After everyone read the banner, there was a voice of envy, jealousy and hatred, I don't know which young lady called "Nuan Nuan" is so happy?
People look at me, I look at you, look around, as if the female pig's feet have not appeared?
Shouldn't there be a beautiful woman covering her face in such an exhilarating moment and fainting in an elegant pose?
Shouldn't there be a handsome and dashing male pig's foot, firmly catch her slender body, and then cover her lips to give her artificial respiration?
The female pig's feet woke up slowly, and then the princess and the prince lived happily ever after......
What about Hans Christian Andersen? What about the Brothers Grimm? The whole childhood of the broad masses of the people has been dedicated to you, but why has this never been the case?
The plane had obviously flown over, but the roar in Xiaobai's ears had not yet dissipated, and the bigger roar sounded in her heart.
She remembered the scene two days ago when she saw a boy giving a girl flowers on the road.
I'm going! This wealth, this motive, this style, is it ...... Wushan again?
Ten thousand question marks jingle in my head.
At this time, the phone in the pocket began to vibrate. Fortunately, the bell was set to vibrate, otherwise the environment of so many people would not be audible at all.
Xiaobai took it out and looked at it, and sure enough, it was a call from Wushan.
Her heart was beating fast, and she withdrew from the crowd and found a relatively quiet street corner to pick up: "Hey?"
Wu Shan said casually: "If you see it, this is called sending flowers." ”
Xiaobai almost choked on saliva: "It's really your big deal!"
Wu Shan: "What's the matter?"
Xiaobai's nose was sour, and he was obviously very happy, but he opened his mouth and said: "I think you need to learn ancient poetry." ”
The second monk of Wushan was puzzled: "Why?"
Xiaobai: "Such a romantic scene, it was hard to pull a banner and be written so mediocre by you." ”
Wu Shan: "Then how should I write it?"
Xiaobai: "Look at what the ancients said when they sent things - there is nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, talk about giving a spring, how meaningful it is." ”
Wu Shan: "Where can I stop a spring?"
Xiaobai: "Then let's give Wan Zhichun, that's what it means anyway." People who have learned ancient poetry can whisper when they see birds, 'The sunset and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky', but ordinary people will only say, 'Wow, there are so many birds'. ”
Xiaobai himself is also strange, obviously very moved, but why can he still desperately suppress his fanatical heartbeat and talk to him about something else.
Shouldn't we sprint 100 meters to meet him, and then plunge into his arms and be coquettish and cute?
Wu Shan also humbly accepted the opinion: "Okay, before pulling the banner next time, I will first find this ancient poem to read." ”
Xiaobai: "Flutter." ”
"It's good if you're happy. Yesterday the car drove far away, and I saw that you were still twisting your head to watch people send flowers, and that envious little eyes stabbed me. If people send it, I will send it too, and I will send more and better, so," Wushan was a little proud, paused and said, "I will wrap all the roses in the country." ”
Xiaobai exclaimed: "The roses of the whole country! Romance is wasted, but this is too wasteful, right?"
Wu Shan: "I don't think it's a waste to spend on you." ”
Xiaobai sniffed: "It's so extravagant as soon as you come up, aren't you afraid of spoiling me?"
Wu Shan smiled, laughing from the bottom of his heart.
I have really never met this kind of woman, a woman who is afraid of being pampered and spoiled, and a woman who is very economical and consciously takes a little pampering from herself and is satisfied.
Many of the things he had met before were lions with big mouths, and after meeting them a few times, he asked Wushan for diamonds, sports cars, villas, and the worst of all a six-figure credit card, just because he was the richest man, just because these things were small money to him, as if giving them these things was a matter of course.
Wu Shan: "Don't be afraid, I just want to spoil you, I want to spoil you, I just want to make you happy." ”
"If you want me to be happy, there are many other affordable ways, for example, buy me Kung Pao chicken to eat...... Well, let's not talk about that one for now," Xiaobai himself felt that it was useless to blush, "To be honest, seeing these flowers, I was happy for a while at first, and then I wasn't too happy." ”
Wu Shan was puzzled: "Why?"
Xiaobai: "Because, some people can spend a lot of money, and some people still don't have enough food and clothing." The world is not fair. ”
Wu Shan was silent for a moment: "Okay, okay, the superhero who has the world in mind and saves the earth is that you didn't run." Anyway, the cost has already gone out, what do you say?"
Xiaobai: "There are so many flowers that they can bury me, I don't have a place to sleep when I take them home, and I will thank them in two days, so it's better to give them to passers-by." I will be happier when everyone shares together. ”
Wu Shan was silent for a long time: "It's up to you." ”
Xiaobai: "Then how do you notify everyone?"
Wu Shan: "I have my own way, you wait." ”
Xiaobai returned to the boiling street, smelling the fragrance of flowers, and there were a lot of bees and butterflies.
Soon, she saw a little boy reaching out to take a flower, but his mother stopped her: "This is someone else's flower, you can't take it casually." ”
The little boy looked up, pointed to the sky, and said, "Mom, look, who said you can't take it?"
Sure enough, another plane flew by from a low altitude, and this time, a banner was changed behind it, with the book - "Lay's is also with all hearts, please take your own roses and share the warm happiness together." ”
(Note: Lay's is also the same as the hearts of all people, from "Shangyuan Ying System", author: Cai Xiang.) )
A smile tugged at the corner of Xiaobai's mouth. Wu Shan is showing off his knowledge of poetry.
The crowd became even more lively. Most people are very self-conscious and take only one for each person.
The little boy then took one and solemnly offered his hands to his most beautiful mother.
Behind Xiaobai, there was an old man holding a rose to his wife: "Old woman, I haven't sent you flowers for many years, but my feelings for you haven't changed at all, and they are still the same as when I was young." ”
Although the old grandmother's eyebrows and eyes were deeply wrinkled, she still smiled more delicately than flowers when she heard it.