Wen Guangyao suddenly remembered the conversation that day, as soon as Xu Shilin started to talk, Li Mei from the school office came in with a phone record book, but he looked at everyone but didn't say it. He didn't participate in the discussion of the young teachers, he came out under the pretext that there was something wrong, there was no one on the playground, he couldn't play basketball, and it was not time to eat, so he thought about it or wanted to go to the government first.

Walking to the north communication room, he suddenly found a strange old man sitting inside, he couldn't help but push the door in, "Where is Lao Li?"

The old man looked at him, "Gone." ”

"Gone, where are you?" Wen Guangyao was very surprised, he remembered that he hadn't seen Lao Li when he entered the dormitory just now.

"I don't know. The old man was expressionless and shook his head.

Wen Guangyao was shocked, they were talking and smoking together a few days ago, how could they just leave, and they didn't even say hello? He looked at the familiar communication room, turned his head and wanted to go out, "Is your surname Wen?" The old man shouted from behind.

Wen Guangyao turned his head, "Yes, what?"

The old man pointed to the book on the table, "This is what Lao Li said when he left, leaving it to a man named Wen...... Someone," he looked at Wen Guangyao, as if to confirm, "it's you, you take it." ”

Wen Guangyao's eyes fell on the book, the two books are not new books, the traces of rubbing through them are very heavy, he picked it up, one is Wang Yangming's "Biography", and the other is the third volume of "** Anthology".

He subconsciously flipped through the "Biography", but there was a poem written on the title page inside, and the words were written very strongly, and at first glance it was a font that only smart people could write. He couldn't help but read it gently, "I see through more than half of the floating life, and half of the words are infinitely useful." Half of the years are leisurely, and half a mile is wide. Half Guo and half country houses, half mountains and half water pastorals. Half farming, half reading, half scripture, half scholar, half married people. Half-elegant, half-coarse, half-flowery, half-real Tingxuan. …… The mood is half Buddha and half fairy. The surname is half hidden and half revealed. Half of the world will be returned, and half of the world will be returned. …… Drinking is just right, and the flowers are half-blooming...... A hundred years of bitterness and happiness are half coherent, and it will take advantage of only half. ”

In the evening, Wen Guangyao came back from the town government and found that the teachers were all talking about the class boycott, some in a mysterious tone, some excited, and some sighing. In the dormitory, Liang Guotao was giving a speech, and Wen Guangyao picked up the basin and went to the bathroom to wash.

Everyone's discussion continued until late, Wen Guangyao finished talking to Wu Zhuoran on the phone, everyone was still discussing, he didn't want to participate, so he picked up the "Biography" sent by Lao Li and read it, and fell asleep unconsciously.

After eleven came back, he officially reported to the organization office, the desk was the computer desk, fortunately he didn't have many things, except for the cup, Wen Rong went to the office to get him a few pens and a notebook, and a work ledger.

"You are working here for the time being, and Commissioner Li has greeted the office and bought a new desk. Du Pengcheng smiled, there was already some condescension in his tone, Wen Guangyao smiled, "It's okay, it's good." ”

Wen Rong said with a smile, "You have to keep a good record of the work ledger, Secretary Tan attaches great importance to this." ”

Du Pengcheng said with a smile, "What's the use of remembering this, how to do the work, how to do it, don't make some forms." His voice was a little small at the last sentence.

Wen Rong didn't answer, Wen Guangyao didn't answer, the bad things behind his back will sooner or later reach people's ears, not to mention the leaders behind his back, it will spread faster.

Committee member Li attended the team meeting in the morning, Wen Rong introduced the materials in the file cabinet to him, and when he saw Du Pengcheng going out, Wen Rong took out a key from his bag and put it on the table, "This is the key to our office, you take it first." ”

Wen Guangyao took it, "How much, I'll give you money." ”

Wen Rong smiled, "A key, what kind of money do you want?" ”

The student union also has activity funds, and Wen Guangyao didn't think much about it, "Then thank you, Wen Rong, for bothering you." ”

Wen Rong smiled, and began to tell him how to handle the transfer of the relationship between the party organization, she said it carefully, and Wen Guangyao also listened carefully.

Du Pengcheng came back and interjected, "Xiaowen, how old are you?"

Wen Guangyao was very dissatisfied with the way he spoke, "Twenty-four. ”

"Hehe, as big as Wen Rong, our Wen Rong is a talented girl. Du Pengcheng laughed a little ambiguously.

Wen Rong spoke quickly, she smiled and said, "It's worthless for a talented girl to let you boast, you went out to Pengcheng for 10,000 miles, and you came back with Douyun so soon?" After speaking, he buried his head in looking at Wen Jiàn on the table, and no longer paid attention to Du Pengcheng, Du Pengcheng himself laughed awkwardly.

Wen Guangyao saw that Wen Rong's gentle appearance had a pungent heart, hehe, this little woman was quite interesting, he excused himself to go to the toilet and came to Cui Baosen's house on the first floor. If you are an outsider, you must first stand here and take root, you can't have no soil under your feet, and you can't have no land under your roots, and this soil and this land are acquaintances, colleagues, and friends.

Cui Baosen was not surprised by his arrival, "Settled?"

"Settle in. He took the cigarette handed over by Cui Baosen, picked up the lighter on the table and lit it for Cui Baosen.

Cui Baosen patted the back of his hand with his hand to show his gratitude, "Just settle down, hehe, follow the organization, and progress every year." He always had that teasing tone of disdain.

"Cui Suo, you teach more, you guide me more to make progress. Wen Guangyao said from the bottom of his heart.

"Hehe, I'm a big boss, can I guide you as a college student?" Cui Baosen said with a smile on his face.

"You have experience that you can't learn in college, and you can't learn from reading 10,000 books. Wen Guangyao also joked, "If you open a township university in the future, you can become a professor." ”

Appropriate jokes can help shorten the distance between people, Cui Baosen leaned comfortably on the chair, "College students just can speak, I can't read all the words, how can I have that ability?" he changed the topic, "However, if you want to talk about old villages and old farmers, I really have a stomach to say." ”

While the two were talking, the internal phone rang, and Cui Baosen looked at the number, and his face immediately became solemn, "The phone number of the shopkeeper." He picked up the phone and sat up straight, "Okay, shopkeeper, good, good." ”

Putting down the phone, he paused for a while, "The shopkeeper is looking for me, you sit down for a while." ”

Wen Guangyao hurriedly said, "Cui Suo, you are busy, I'll go upstairs first." "Everyone is gone, why am I sitting in your office?" Wen Guangyao said secretly.

"That's okay, if you have time, come over and call my brother if I don't have food at night. Cui Baosen had already walked out of the house as he spoke.

Wen Guangyao followed Cui Baosen upstairs, Yang Yongji called him, the meeting may have ended, he came to Wang Guoyao's door again, saw that there were people in the house, and returned to the organization office.

The afternoon time was spent slowly in reading the text, and when he was about to get off work, Du Pengcheng received a phone call, he smiled happily and agreed. After putting down the phone, he looked proud, "Do you have anything to do at night, come with me for dinner?"

Wen Guangyao declined, "Go back and pack your things." "I still haven't bought a bed today, and he still has to go back to No. 2 Middle School to sleep at night.

Du Pengcheng didn't force it, he cleaned up the table a little, "You two will leave later, I'll go first." ”

Wen Guangyao smiled and nodded, Wen Rong couldn't hear his footsteps in the corridor anymore, and stood up with a smile, "Don't look at what time it is?"

Wen Guangyao saw her walk out and stood up himself, the two didn't seem to deal with each other, and he didn't know how they got along before he came.

The rice bowl was still left in No. 2 Middle School, and he didn't want to go back to eat, so he went to the cafeteria to borrow a bowl and simply ate some food. He didn't have a meal ticket when he first came, so he put it on credit first. The master of the canteen is a fair but thin middle-aged man surnamed Wan, who laughs when he sees people, and there is a woman surnamed Liu who is helping the kitchen and is very kind.

Back in the dormitory, there was no one in the dormitory, he looked at the time, some of them might have evening self-study, and some of them were grading homework in the office. Liang Guotao was not there, and Wen Guangyao didn't call him, he picked up "Biography" again and read it.

Although there is a translation, the text is a little obscure, and it is not as pleasant as reading the novels of Jin Yong and Huang Yi, but Lao Li recommended it, and he still gnawed down.

The bell rang for the end of the evening self-study, and no one came back in the dormitory, and the sound of students washing and playing had already sounded.

Wen Guangyao leaned on the quilt and put the book on his face, he suddenly thought of the teachers' discussion last night, and his heart couldn't help but sink, did he really want to boycott the class? Do you want to report to the leader, but he was quickly relieved, the high school teachers are under the direct management of the Education Bureau, and the town is not responsible.

But thinking of this, he couldn't lie down any longer, and walked out of the dormitory building and towards the office building.

Before I walked to the office building, I saw that the office building was brightly lit, and many teachers had already gone home, from 7 a.m. to 9 p.m., staying in school for a day, everyone wanted to go home early, busy with housework, and see the children.

The door of the school office is locked, and the school office and the general affairs office never come over at night, and Wen Guangyao doesn't care, but when he wants to go up to the second floor, he stops again, he has been seconded out now, is it appropriate to go up?

Liang Guotao came down from the second floor, there was an irrepressible excitement on his face, and when he saw Wen Guangyao standing on the stairs alone, he laughed loudly, "Leader, where are you at night?"

Wen Guangyao scolded with a smile, "Get out, eat in the cafeteria." He watched as many of the teachers came down, and when they saw him, they were not as enthusiastic as they used to be, and they all nodded or hurried by with a few words.

Liang Guotao walked out side by side with him, Wen Guangyao didn't ask, he knew Liang Guotao's temperament, sure enough, Liang Guotao himself recruited everything, he said mysteriously, "Strike tomorrow!"

"Who organized it?" Wen Guangyao asked subconsciously, although he was not the person concerned, he was a little nervous.

"Nobody organizes, it's all voluntary. Liang Guotao replied, he looked at Wen Guangyao with some vigilance, and in the dark, Wen Guangyao couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

"Don't come out, the rafters rot first. Wen Guangyao knows Liang Guotao's personality too well, at least he thinks so.

"I'm a little hungry, I'm going to buy a pack of instant noodles, will you eat it?" the two walked into the light again.

"I'm not hungry, forget it, you can lay me a poached egg. Wen Guangyao wasn't hungry, so when he said this, he really wanted to eat something more.

The school store has its own rice cooker, which can cook instant noodles on behalf of you, and by the way, you can beat a few poached eggs and add a few sausages, and the "service" is very thoughtful.

Although the food is fragrant, it is not leisurely. Teachers kept coming in the dormitory, young teachers from other dormitories, and homeroom teachers who were checking their posts at night, all with different expressions, but there was only one topic: a strike.