The son's voice sounded weaker and more desperate: "No need, I've had enough, none of them are good things, they are all ...... they forced me"

"Who? Who are they?" At this moment, Qiu Daqi still thought of the weekly star, and his mind drifted to the far away Bandung Building.

"It's my teacher. ”

Qiu Daqi was taken aback: "Ah! What's wrong with your teacher?"

The son seemed to be crying: "I talked back to him during class, and then he got angry, took me to the cāo field to the punishment station, and hung a sign saying that I was a bad guy, and my classmates were laughing at me, I have lived enough......"

Suddenly, Qiu Daqi stopped as if he was not affected by his habit: "Punishment station, listing?" What a familiar word, who would have thought that it would happen to his beloved only son? A thought popped up in my head: "Am I retribution?"

"Dad, goodbye!"

"No!"

There was a whistling wind in the handset of the phone, and then it snapped and turned into a blind sound. It seems that even people with mobile phones fell from the sky.

"Lili!" Qiu Daqi knelt in the corridor and looked up to the sky and howled, crying bitterly.

The aunt who swept the floor not far away was a little strange: "Is Director Qiu performing a drama today?" The conference room is on a separate floor, and colleagues are all meeting in the conference room with good sound insulation, and I don't see much of his jīng color performance.

The middle-aged old Qiu, who lost his son, was stupid for a while, and hurriedly called the Jǐng Inspection Bureau, but his mind was blank because he was too flustered. I don't know what I'm thinking, it's all about pressing. Unexpectedly, his fingers trembled in great grief, and the phone slid to the bottom of the stairs, and he chased him out, twisting his feet, and rolling down twelve steps.

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In the conference room, Liao Xuebing was about to state the disadvantages of setting up a weekly star, and he had just returned to school. Dai Wan, who was actively recovering, was also in attendance, stood up and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, teachers, I would like to express a personal opinion, I firmly disagree with the revocation of the weekly star. ”

Liao Xuebing made thousands of calculations, but he didn't count Daiwan.

"Students are the foundation of the school, and without students, the school will not be a school. Divisions will not be divisions. Therefore, education and discipline must go hand in hand, educating students about their cultural knowledge and moral standards, and then using discipline to discipline them. It's like a country's zhèng fǔ and army, without whichever one is missing, society will collapse. Dai Wan glanced at Liao Xuebing and said: "The current society is turbulent, the economy is developing rapidly, and the degree of openness is high. The exchange of information is taken for granted, and those students know everything but knowledge and morality, and they are even more reckless. The other day, I saw a video of students from other schools on the Internet of several thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls fighting each other. The scene is very intense, and the action is extremely out-of-the-ordinary, which is jaw-dropping. I'm sure that's what can happen in our schools. The most effective way is to establish a deterrent mechanism similar to the weekly star, so that they know that they will be punished for violating school discipline and rules, and they will naturally follow the rules in the future. Being a positive and good student also saves us a lot of worries as teachers. ”

A large number of words were sprinkled, methodical, and obviously after careful consideration, and the rest of the teachers nodded solemnly. I feel that the weekly star must not be revoked, but must continue to carry forward.

Liao Xuebing still has something to say. The board member who presided over the meeting had already put the debate to a final word: "Needless to say, the weekly star must be adhered to, as the school's disciplinary policy, and it is also the school's jīng god." ”

Liao Xuebing almost wanted to jump up and scold, but finally held back. It has been insisted on for so many years, and it is not easy to abolish it, and not only teachers, but also students have long been accustomed to its existence.

"If there is nothing else, I still have a message to inform you, New Year's Day is coming, the Xun Council has decided to prepare for the New Year's celebration ball, the specific time is set for the evening of December 31, most of the parents have been invited to participate, and the students of the second class of the second year will be responsible for the venue decoration, Teacher Liao, do you think it is okay?"

"Why is it our class?" Lao Liao was puzzled.

"This is decided by the board of directors by lot, and there is no meaning for which class, just to exercise your class's ability to work together and help each other, if it is well arranged, the class will have extra points for cāo, and the teacher will also be rewarded accordingly. The director said.

"That shouldn't be a problem. Liao Xuebing thought to himself that those students can't read, can't they even play?

"After the meeting, Minister Xuelin will talk to you in detail. ”

Gong Xuelin is the head of the education department and is in charge of student affairs, so she is naturally in charge of the New Year's ball.

……

Qiu Daqi had just reported to the Jǐng Inspection Bureau, immersed in unparalleled grief, and he didn't know how to speak to his wife, when the phone rang again.

"Dad, I'm still alive, didn't scare you, did I? Just now, the school asked us to experience life and death with our parents and relatives. I think it's a good idea, just to let myself experience it

When it comes to what is true affection, what is touched, Dad, I love you. "It's his son Qiu Li, who has just returned from hell.

The great joy of the loss filled his chest, Qiu Daqi did not feel angry, but rejoiced, fortunately it was similar to mischievous homework, otherwise if he really jumped off the Bandung Building, how would I live?

The mood was too chaotic, and after a long time, I still couldn't say a word: "I...... I...... Okay, like this...... Uh, good...... Son, where are you? I want to go see you. ”

"Dad......" Qiu Li thought that his father would be angry, but he didn't expect him to be angry at all, but this time he really felt the true love of father and son: "I'm really in Bandung Building, but I don't plan to jump down at all." ”

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Liao Xuebing's vain attempt to abolish the weekly star was thwarted by Dai Wan! This made him feel a little frustrated, because many things in the world are not transferred by personal will.

After the meeting, in Gong Xuelin's minister's office, the secretary brewed a cup of instant coffee in a large white porcelain cup and gently placed it in front of Lao Liao. And the exterminator was holding a cup of tea in her hand. The mist is thick, the sè is seductive, and the aroma is diffuse.

Damn, it's too stingy to entertain Lao Tzu with instant coffee. Lao Liao ignored the temperature and burned his mouth, drank it in two or three sips angrily, and handed the empty cup to the secretary: "Get me another cup." ”

Gong Xuelin smiled: "I was surprised by Mr. Liao's speech at the meeting. I can't believe that you are a good teacher who respects students so much, which is really impressive. But what I want to say is that your actual teaching experience is still too shallow, as a teacher can not blindly convince people with virtue, sometimes to treat bad and naughty students, you also need an iron fist, and I am worried that the weekly star is not enough to deter. ”

"Thank you Minister Gong for your teachings, I will definitely remember it. Take this principle as the standard for my own coaching. Is there anything specific about the New Year's ball, and do you need to start preparing now?"

Gong Xuelin took out a document and looked at it, and said: "The school implements the concept of edutainment, so that students can enjoy the festival and exert their independent creativity in the festival." On the evening of the 31st rì, there will be a dance party in the Great Hall, which will be attended by many parents and leaders of the education system, and the specific job of your class is to decorate the Great Hall. On January 1, there is a school-wide garden tour, and each class has to prepare a program. ”

That's a bit of a lot of work. "So what kind of show is it?"

"There is an area for each class on campus, and then they are responsible for decorating that area and arranging all kinds of performances or small activities. Attract other students, parents, and other schools to visit. If there is the largest number of visitors in the last class area, not only the students, but also the class teacher will also get a good reward, and it is even related to the amount of the year-end bonus. ”

"It looks like a good idea. It seems that the school is not too rigid, especially from an old woman like you, it is particularly pleasantly surprised. ”

Gong Xuelin's face changed again: "What, you say I'm an old woman?"

"Uh, you have an endocrine disorder, don't say menopause is over. Even menopause has come, and you still say that you are not old? The greatest sorrow is not whether you are really old, but whether you are willing to admit it. Liao Xuebing was just a little better, and he immediately couldn't help but start to speak coldly to hit Gong Xuelin's confidence.

Gong Xuelin raised her eyebrows: "Get out of here! No matter what equipment is needed for the dance party layout, I won't cooperate with you?"

"Ah? What other equipment do you need for the dance party decoration? Isn't it just human hands? Wouldn't it be enough to get some lamps and streamers?"

"The lamps also had to be picked up from the back office. Do you think you can get it without my slip?"

Only then did Liao Xuebing know that offending the exterminator was not a good choice. He smiled and said: "Xue Lin, you know that you will always be so young and beautiful in my heart......" His skin thickness is comparable to the city wall, and without thinking, he actually used such a sensual and affectionate title of "Xue Lin", completely ignoring that the other party was a fifty-year-old woman who was nearly twice his age.

Gong Xuelin became more and more angry, her face was as black as a dark cloud about to rain down, and there seemed to be electric light flashing in her eyes, and the secretary hid next to her to eat and snicker.

"Miss Sherlyn, please forgive me for my presumptuousness, every time I see you, I can't help but feel admiration, your prestige in the school is so great, your demeanor is mature and elegant, every student admires you and regards you as an idol. A few days ago, I assigned a homework assignment to the students in my class and asked them to write an essay entitled "My Most Beloved Person", and guess what? Forty out of forty-five students wrote about you, and I was extremely moved, and it would be a great blessing for a teacher to be respected by the students to this extent, and it would be a great blessing for the individual, the school, and the country......"

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