Approaching May Day, the weather in Songjiang City is gradually warming, the temperature rises to about 10 degrees above zero, the branches have begun to sprout, and from a distance, a layer of hazy tender green makes people feel comfortable. When he walked into the classroom, he found that Anya had arrived, and when he saw the girl looking at him, he immediately winked at her. Anya turned her head expressionlessly and continued to work on the question, but her ears were red. Seeing this scene, Meng Fanzhu was very happy.

Before he could sit down, Mr. Huang appeared at the door. "Meng Fanzhu. Seeing Mr. Huang waving at him, he hurriedly took the speech and walked over.

"Is the speech ready?" asked Mr. Huang. "It's written, Mr. Huang, you give guidance. Meng Fanzhu has always liked this serious and kind head teacher. "Just write it, Teacher Gao Xiaoming wants to take a look, the school received a notice this morning, the leader who came to inspect is Yin Hongqi, the newly transferred director of the Songjiang Municipal Education Bureau, you have a preparation in your heart, you will speak well in a while, and show the demeanor of our school's senior high school students," Teacher Huang instructed.

"Don't worry, I've memorized the manuscript. As long as Mr. Gao doesn't make drastic changes after reading it, there will be no problem. Meng Fanzhu was worried that Gao Xiaoming would let him change the manuscript to the kind of impassioned speech. If that's the case, you can't go up if you are killed, this is related to the reputation of your buddy, it is related to your talent, and it is also related to your happiness in the future. Sure enough, Teacher Huang frowned and said, "Well, I'll take a look at Mr. Gao's opinion later, if it's not a matter of principle, I'll help you fight not to make major changes." ”

Hearing Teacher Huang's words, Meng Fanzhu was still a little apprehensive and followed into the teaching and research room. Gao Xiaoming is one of the top ten special teachers in the ninth middle school, in his fifties, slightly bald, at this time he was sitting at the desk writing, when he heard the voice, he raised his head, helped him at least a thousand degrees, and said with N circles of black-framed glasses on the lenses, "Meng Fanzhu is here, hard work Teacher Huang, how about the speech has been written?"

Meng Fanzhu is still very grateful to Gao Xiaoming, after all, it was his recommendation that gave him this opportunity. Hurry up and step forward, "It's written, Director Gao, you can take a look." As he spoke, he handed over the manuscript.

took the manuscript and watched it quietly. In the past, my academic performance was always average, and I was neither good enough to be assigned by the teacher, nor bad enough to be reprimanded by the teacher to find parents, and I rarely had the opportunity to come to the department. It's a good time to take a look at the environment. To be honest, the office environment of No. 9 Middle School is really tight, although the new teaching building is much more spacious than before, but the number of students is growing rapidly, and the number of teachers has also increased, and there are now more than 1,800 students and more than 400 faculty members in the school. In order to leave more space for students, the school can only compress the office space, let's just say that there are nine teaching and research departments in the current senior high school teaching and research group, a total of more than 130 teachers, only 6 rooms of 50 square meters as offices, less than 3 square meters per person, and the head of the teaching and research group does not have an independent office. The teacher's work is very hard, and the effort is silent, so many students don't know this, and even because the teacher is strict, after graduation, they say bad things about the teacher, they really don't know how to rely on it, and only after hitting a wall in the society will they realize the teacher's good intentions. Meng Fanzhu, who felt that his thoughts were sublimating, was called back to his senses by Teacher Gao. "You wrote it yourself?" Gao Xiaoming's eyes were fixed on Meng Fanzhu. Teacher Huang's heart tightened, and he also looked at Meng Fanzhu

"Yes, I wrote it last night," Meng Fanzhu replied calmly. Gao Xiaoming was silent for ten seconds, "The writing is very good, although the form is not the usual mode of speaking, but there is no matter of principle, you can, just use this draft" After speaking, he asked with confidence, "What you wrote, I haven't seen it before, your speech today is very important, you want to win glory for our ninth middle school!" Hearing that Gao Xiaoming was afraid of his own self-esteem, he carefully avoided "plagiarism" and "substitution" Some words asked himself in disguise, Meng Fanzhu had a better impression of Gao Xiaoming, he is really a good teacher! Worthy of the title of Master Teacher. Hurriedly said, "Director Gao, don't worry, I wrote the speech all night yesterday, and I wanted to express it myself, and I am familiar with it, so there will definitely be no problems." ”

"Okay, the recess exercise time occupied by the activity, when the time comes, you will follow Teacher Huang directly, first the leader will speak, then you will speak, and you will be called when the time comes. Gao Xiaoming probably talked about the precautions, and let Meng Fanzhu go back.

Back in the class, Song Yang had already arrived, and the probe asked, "Little pig, Mr. Huang announced that you have entered the palace to be knighted and rewarded?" Looking at the dead fat man with a gossip face, he was very speechless, "Seal you a eunuch!" Teacher Huang is looking at my speech, and I speak on behalf of the third grade of high school during recess. "Just tell him, or he will know in a while, the ink will definitely not be finished.

"Wow, little pig, you can do it, you have spoken on behalf of the grade, you really deserve to be my brother. As he spoke, he shook his head proudly, as if he was chosen because he had a good relationship with him, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him.

At the end of the first class, Gao Kaixi actually appeared among the people who came to see Meng Fanzhu, I don't know if it was because of the grades being compared, and I came to see the competitors. Or because the opportunity to speak was snatched away, come and see the enemy.

After the second class, Meng Fanzhu did not go downstairs with his classmates, but followed Mr. Huang to the back of the rostrum. Leaders at all levels on the stage have already taken their seats, cameras have been set up on the cameras of the television station below, and a few reporters are sitting in the guest seats over there. According to Ms. Huang, at 8:30 a.m., the team inspected the school, toured the school's facilities, and listened to a Chinese class in the second year of high school. The choice of recess exercise time to speak was proposed by Director Yin, in order not to affect the students' classes. This made Meng Fanzhu take a look at this high-ranking director, whether he was sincerely thinking about students or putting on a show, this director was not simple.

After seeing the queue standing, Principal Zhang Xiujie began to introduce the leader, and then asked Director Yin to speak. The speech was very concise, mainly to raise the expectations of the school to cultivate students, to put forward the requirements for the first and second year of high school to study hard, and to encourage the third year of high school. The lecture was finished in less than 5 minutes, and there was warm applause below, I don't know if it was because of the leader's concise speech, or because the teachers were supervising below. Hearing the voice of his name coming from the rostrum, Meng Fanzhu stuffed the manuscript into Mr. Huang's hand and calmly walked onto the rostrum. Standing still, he first smiled and looked around at the more than 2,000 people in the audience, and began to speak, "I am honored to speak on behalf of the third grade of high school today, I have not prepared gorgeous rhetoric, I just want to share two small stories with you, the first story is that someone is hiding from the rain under the eaves, and he saw Guanyin walking by with an umbrella. The man said, "Guanyin Bodhisattva, how about taking me for a while?" Guanyin said, "I'm in the rain, you're under the eaves, and there's no rain under the eaves, so you don't need me." The man immediately jumped out of the eaves and stood in the rain: Now that I am in the rain, it is time to save me, right? Guanyin said, "You are in the rain, I am also in the rain, I am not drenched, because I have an umbrella; If you want to do it, you don't have to look for me, please find your own umbrella! The next day, when the man was in trouble, he went to the temple to ask for Guanyin. When I walked into the temple, I found that there was also a person worshipping in front of the statue of Guanyin, and that person looked exactly the same as Guanyin, and it was not bad at all. The man replied, "I am Guanyin." The man then asked, "Then why do you still worship yourself?" Guanyin smiled and said: I have also encountered difficulties, but I know that it is better to ask for others than for yourself. After looking at the reactions of the classmates, there was no impatience, and continued to tell the second story, "The second story is related to my ancestors. After the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang became the emperor, one day he went to the country to monitor and inspect, saw the statue of Confucius next to the statue of Mencius, and felt that Mencius was not worthy of being worshiped as a "sub-sage", so he ordered officials to move down the statue of Mencius and cancel the title of "sub-sage". Later, Zhu Yuanzhang occasionally saw Mencius's words and was greatly moved, and ordered the restoration of Mencius's title of sub-saint and enjoyed the position of the holy temple. This sentence is: 'Therefore, the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically, so they are motivated to endure and benefit what they cannot. At the end of the speech, I wrote a poem to encourage my classmates

I don't think about it,

whether it can be successful,

Since you have chosen the distance,

Just take care of the wind and rain.

I don't think about it,

Will there be a cold wind and cold rain behind you,

Since the goal is the horizon,

All that is left to the world is the back.

I don't think about it,

Will the future be flat or muddy,

As long as you love life,

Everything is in our hands.

It was quiet, and then Director Yin Hongqi on the stage took the lead and began to applaud, and then the entire playground was boiling, and the warm applause lasted for a long time, mixed with a few high-pitched whistles. Meng Fanzhu looked at Anya, this time the girl didn't dodge, she smiled and looked back, her face flushed......

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