Yan Conglong took the lighter, took it in his hand, looked at it carefully, and then returned it to Song Baojun. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he spoke, there was a little more emotion in his tone: "Put it away, this thing is precious, the military supplies produced in 1982 are specially supplied to the soldiers on the front line in Vietnam, and they are still the original, and there are not many left in the world." I also had one, but it was taken by my unfinished son to play with, and I don't know where to get it, which is a pity. ”

Song Baojun smiled slightly and put it in his trouser pocket. I thought that it would have been based on your Director Yan's words, and the lighter would be given to you directly. But this is my father's military belongings many years ago, but it is inconvenient to give it away.

Yan Conglong asked again: "Come to receive the bonus?" Oh, by the way, I heard that you participated in the October Gala the night before yesterday and achieved great success, playing the piano with one hand. It's a pity that I didn't have time to participate that day, but then I heard from my colleagues that you are very good!"

"Hobbies, insignificant. Song Baojun scratched his head, showing his shy modesty after being praised by his elders.

Fortunately, Yan Conglong didn't go to enjoy the performance on the spot, otherwise just listening to his "hobby", I am afraid that he would have to jump up and scold people on the spot. Why? You kid plays the piano even more outrageously than a real master, but you claim to be a hobby, and you don't want people to live? You pretend to be so forced, see if Lao Tzu doesn't beat you to death!

"The school gave you a special program award, which I haven't heard of yet. By the way, what are your plans to take the 50,000 yuan bonus?" Yan Conglong said with a smile, "I heard about your family situation, it is not a rich family, you must save well, and you can't imitate other children to be extravagant." ”

"Yes, Director Yan's teachings, the younger brother keeps it in mind, and he doesn't dare to forget it. A trace of doubt flashed in Song Baojun's heart, Teacher Yang obviously said 10,000 yuan, how did it become 50,000 yuan in Director Yan's mouth?

Yan Conglong patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Okay, I won't stop you from getting started, go get the money." At the end of the semester, try to get a scholarship or something, and I'll cheer you on. ”

"Thank you, Director Yan, for your encouragement. ”

Song Baojun walked into Yang Kaiming's office with questions.

This office is a larger office than Yan Conglong's single luxury room, which is shared by several instructors in the Chinese department who have not been rated as professional titles. A total of four desks are separated by clear glass, surrounded by heavy tin filing cabinets and bookcases, which are messy and full of books, documents, and papers.

At lunchtime, the other tutors had already left, leaving Yang Kaiming alone sitting at his desk and flipping through the documents. The hanging electric fan overhead is hula-la-turning, and in mid-October, the autumn tiger is still wreaking havoc from time to time.

"Oh, classmate Song Baojun, are you here?" Yang Kaiming pushed the temples of his glasses, stood up, and pulled away a wooden chair next to him, "Sit down." ”

Song Baojun sat down as he said.

Yang Kaiming was a little jubilant, and said with a smile: "Xiao Song, I didn't say you, you have such a musical talent, why didn't you say it earlier?"

In fact, Song Baojun also informed Yang Kaiming about going to the Conservatory of Music to study, but he didn't have much intuitive impression at that time. Isn't it just a matter of studying one more major?

It wasn't until Saturday's party that the show caused a huge sensation, and even the vice principal asked around about the student's whereabouts, that Yang Kaiming was frightened.

"I guess it was a fluke, I didn't expect that night to be in the same state as a doping injection, and I played far beyond my usual level. Song Baojun is as modest and indifferent as ever, "Speaking of which, I still thank Mr. Yang for his guidance and support, without Mr. Yang's hard work, how can I have today's achievements." A person's success requires 99 percent sweat and 1 percent talent, and half of these 99 percent sweat is due to the guidance of teachers. ”

The appreciation on Yang Kaiming's face became more and more obvious. He has seen all kinds of students, some are arrogant and arrogant, some are shy and introverted, and some have 24 hours a day of secondary 2 disease, but it is really rare for students to speak as measured as Song Baojun.

"You're too modest, hehe. Yang Kaiming turned around and opened the filing cabinet with the key, took out an envelope and a certificate with a red cover, and said, "You walked too fast that night, and everyone couldn't find you." Later, the award was received by He Jianmin, the head of the department, and handed it over to me for safekeeping. ”

The red and gilded certificate, the bulging envelope, the table was very dazzling, and there was a form.

"A bonus of 10,000 yuan, and a certificate. You sign your name here. Yang Kaiming pointed to the form.

Song Baojun remembered Yan Conglong's words, and asked jokingly: "How did I hear that there is a bonus of 50,000 yuan, and the remaining 40,000 yuan is not donated by the school to the lonely and widowed elderly on my behalf?"

Yang Kaiming sighed, almost knocked over the teacup, and his face suddenly looked very ugly.

Seeing the head teacher's attitude, Song Baojun's heart brightened, and he said: "Is it really? I don't know which lonely old people are there, is there a list? Did the donor write my name?"

"Don't worry, I wanted to wait a few days to explain it to you. Yang Kaiming sat back in his chair and looked directly into the otaku's gaze, "You don't think I swallowed this money, right?" I, Yang Kaiming, have been a teacher for ten years, and I can't say that I am advanced, and I will not make mistakes. A lot of people at the award ceremony know the amount of money, how dare I be greedy?"

Song Baojun felt that this was reasonable, and said with a smile: "How could I misunderstand Teacher Yang?" ”

Yang Kaiming said: "The bonus that Director He handed over to me is only 10,000 yuan. He told me that Xiao Song, a student, has a little talent, but the key is all about the cultivation of the Chinese department. Without the full support of the Department of Chinese and the contribution of Director He, we would never have won the Special Program Award. ”

Song Baojun pursed his lips tightly and did not answer.

Yang Kaiming got up and poured him a glass of pure water with a paper cup, and said, "Director He believes that in public and private terms, bonuses and honors should be attributed to the collective, not to the individual. Your success is the result of collective effort, and you won't get anything out of it without Chinese...... Note that this is Director He's original words, he said, the party to award the special award to you alone, a bit out of proportion, unfair to the majority of teachers and students in the Chinese Department. ”

Song Baojun handed Mr. Yang a cigarette. Yang Kaiming waved his hand: "I'm sorry, I don't smoke." As the leader of the Department of Chinese, Director He believes that the prize money should belong to the public administration of the Department of Chinese. Of course, as a performer, you can get a part of the reward, which is this 10,000 yuan. The rest of the amount may be used as compensation for other teachers. ”

Song Baojun lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, then slammed the cigarette butt on the ground and said, "He Jianmin, this old dog is too deceitful!" The cigarette butt sparkled and rolled into the corner.

Yang Kaiming smiled bitterly: "I also think it's inappropriate, but he is a leader, what he says is what, what can I do?"

Song Baojun said with a smile: "I play on stage alone, where is it unfair to the other teachers and students of the Chinese Department? My musical talent comes from my own hard work, and the Chinese Department only teaches Chinese, what does it have to do with collective efforts? He Jianmin is really nonsense. ”

Yang Kaiming wanted to speak and stopped, and said: "I feel that Director He has prejudices against you, and his face is always ...... when he mentions you It's ugly. ”

"The prize money was awarded to me by the organizing committee of the party, and no other organization or individual has the right to intervene. Song Baojun grabbed the envelope and the award certificate, and said with a faint smile, "Teacher Yang, thank you for telling me this." ”

"Hey, Xiao Song, don't go to the leader to make trouble! Director He is also doing this for the sake of the collective, and he is not embezzling your personal property. ”

Teacher Yang owed a debt, and added: "Well, Director He has a big backstage, if you really stab this matter to the school leaders, it may be difficult for me to be a person, and you may not be able to study in college." Listen to me, forget about it, you got a bonus of 10,000 yuan anyway. The rest is better to be a favor, and add political achievements to Director He, I will help you apply for a scholarship at the end of the term, I don't think he will object. After three years in a row, isn't 40,000 yuan equivalent to getting it back?"

Song Baojun was reluctant to continue the theory, his fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, and he made a sound that was deserved, "Teacher Yang, He Jianmin asked you to say this to me, right?"

Yang Kaiming leaned back, sat in the chair, and said, "Alas, in fact, I am also for your good." As for this bonus, it is not too much, but it is not too little. But Director He has a background, as long as he is happy, maybe you don't need to worry about the graduate school entrance examination in the future, think about it, what a big prospect this is? Other people take the exam for two years, take the exam for three years, and spend more than 100,000 yuan may not be able to pass the exam. ”

Song Baojun smiled slightly: "Then ask the head teacher to tell He Jianmin, it doesn't matter if I take the graduate school exam or not, he may not be able to eat this bowl of rice." ”

Out of the office building, Song Baojun's heart was full of anger.

What does it mean that the organizing committee of the party awarded the bonus to the individual, and you He Jianmin erased more than half of it under the banner of the collective?

Last time I went to the Ministry of Education to explain the situation, He Jianmin tried every possible means to expel himself.

went to study at the Conservatory of Music, but He Jianmin refused to let him go.

This time it was even more straightforward, and I directly grabbed 80% of the bonus, without even saying hello!

Song Baojun didn't know why He Jianmin targeted him, but it was certain that the contradiction between him and He Jianmin was irreconcilable.

In anger, it was not appropriate to make a decision, and Song Baojun finally suppressed the idea of reporting to the school leaders and pedaled back to the dormitory.

Turn on the computer that hasn't been touched since the awakening of the thirty-two personality, log on to the school website and slowly flip through it.

Computers are a configuration that has been obsolete for many years, and they are incredibly slow. At the beginning, in order to repay the debt, he bet the computer and audio to Tan Qingkai, and Tan Qingkai didn't move much, but occasionally used to log in to the game account of "Devil and Beast World" and hang up.

Half a minute later, the webpage of the school's website was finally refreshed, and Song Baojun found the "Department Introduction" stop and found He Jianmin's avatar in the most conspicuous place. Inside is the curriculum vitae of the head of the department. (To be continued.) )