"Come on, come on, Cui Ping, you wait a little", Li Xuemei hurriedly walked out, straightened her hair and said, this is her new friend after moving, recently she has become obsessed with square dancing, every night, she will go to the nearby stadium with a few friends of the same age nearby. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Xiaotong, do your homework at home, if you have any questions for your uncle, your aunt is gone", Li Xuemei patted Xiaotong's head, which was busy cleaning with her in the kitchen, and said lovingly.

"Well, Auntie, you go slower, I know", Xiaotong nodded, watched Li Xuemei walk out of the door, saw the sunspot in the nest built under the tree, turned around and took out some leftovers from the kitchen, in the excited whining of the sunspot, poured it into the rice tank, squatted down, touched the head of the little black who was snoring and eating the food in Xili, Xiaotong looked at the bright stars in the sky, and didn't know what to think.

The next day, when the sky was bright, Zheng Xueping drove towards the school, and he was on duty for today's morning self-study, so it was earlier.

The car drove to the gate of the school, and the old man who watched the concierge recognized the identity of the person who came from afar, and the whole school, the teacher of the second and third classes of the junior high school Zheng Xueping who could drive this car to class, not to mention this car, he had heard about it, hundreds of thousands! One can buy several cars of the principal's Santana! He opened the door, showed a smile and greeted Zheng Xueping, who rolled down the window: "Teacher Zheng, come so early!"

"Old Joe, good morning! Isn't this morning having morning self-study, come and watch the children study early", Zheng Xueping nodded to Qiao Yunbao and said hello, and slowly drove towards the open space in the playground on campus.

Qiao Yunbao looked enviously at the back of the cruiser that was gradually moving away, and couldn't help but recall the past Zheng Xueping riding a dilapidated bicycle in the cold morning to come to self-study in the morning, this is only a year, who could have imagined that people will have today's situation, he sighed with slight emotion: "There is a good son, it's different, this car, this style, more than the principal."

"Teacher Zheng, it's here!" Zheng Xueping got out of the car and met his colleague who also came to self-study in the morning.

"Teacher Li, good morning, have you eaten?" Zheng Xueping greeted with a smile.

"I've eaten," the two chatted as they walked upstairs.

"Zheng Xueping, wait a minute, get down and move your car!" Just as he was about to reach the second floor, a resentful voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Principal Zhang?" Zheng Xueping and his colleagues were slightly stunned, and turned around and walked down.

"Zheng Xueping, who allowed you to park your car on the playground? You still don't let the students move?" a fat man with big shoulders and a round waist looked at Zheng Xueping dissatisfied.

Zheng Xueping was slightly stunned, and glanced over there, a Santana was also parked over there, wasn't it Principal Zhang's car in front of him?" "Principal Zhang, isn't your car also over there?" Zheng Xueping couldn't help but ask.

"Can it be the same? Mine is the school bus! Yours is a private car! Where do you have the right to occupy the common land of the school playground?" Principal Zhang crossed his waist and glanced at the playground, his black Santana looked so small next to Zheng Xueping's cruiser, it seemed so discordant, his dignified principal, not even a little teacher's car, made his face quite gloomy, he also wanted to apply for a change of bus, but after knowing the price of Zheng Xueping's car, he completely dispelled this idea, just kidding, the people in the Ministry of Education are crazy, so they will give him a small junior high school principal with such a car, since the wish can not be realized, he can only sprinkle his anger on Zheng Xueping。

"You!" Zheng Xueping was sluggish, and he could see that Zhang Cheng was obviously looking for a reason to get along with himself, what kind of reason was this, not to mention that he was not the only car on the playground, why didn't he talk about others?

"What's the matter? Are you still not convinced?" Zhang Cheng saw Zheng Xueping's reaction, and felt as happy as eating an ice cream on a hot day, and looked at Zheng Xueping condescendingly.

"Teacher Zheng, forget it, can't you just move the car?" The colleague next to Zheng Xueping saw that the atmosphere was not good, and stood up and pulled Zheng Xueping around.

"With your ideological awareness, don't think about getting a job title in this life," Zhang Cheng snorted disdainfully and said.

Zheng Xueping was about to leave the figure slightly suffocated, his heart flashed a trace of anger, he has been teaching for more than ten years and almost twenty years, the head teacher has also been many times, once in order to be able to go to the senior title, tired and tired with the class to become the first in the grade, but even so, there is always an invisible wall across the road to his promotion, at the beginning he was not compromising, did not give up, but with the increase in age, the wealth of experience, he completely saw through the system, on the surface, the promotion of the title is a kind of affirmation and reward for excellent teachers, but in fact it has become a tool for school leaders to collect money, nepotism, everything and the leaders have a relationship, one by one became the title of senior teacher, and those who were willing to give gifts to the leader in everything were promoted one after another.

And the old teachers who have nothing to do with themselves and are reluctant to make money, even if they work hard, no matter how hard they work, no matter how good their grades are! The leaders are not satisfied, it is also in vain, in the school, many teachers have been young for more than ten years, and even newcomers have used various means to promote their titles, he is not at the time of injustice, but he is no longer desperate for this unfair title, but this is still the untouchable untouch of unwillingness and regret in his heart, and now, it was directly pointed out in front of him, and the anger that has been accumulated for many years suddenly broke out.

"What are you talking about?!" Zheng Xue turned around slowly, staring at Zhang Cheng with cold eyes, with a deep chill in his tone.

"What am I talking about, what does it matter to you? Isn't what I said the truth? Our school, at your age, is still a person with an intermediate title, I'm afraid you are the only one," Zhang Cheng looked at Zheng Xueping and said in a tone full of disdain.

"But is that my reason?" Zheng Xueping took a breath of air, trying to calm the anger in his heart.

"Don't blame you, who is to blame? Is it possible to blame me? I can give you a fair quota every time, you don't know how to be a man, do I still go against the will of the people to give you a senior title?" Zhang Cheng looked at Zheng Xueping mockingly and said, a little teacher, no emotional intelligence at all, so many years, he didn't come to "look" at himself once, and he was stupid to give you a title, and you were given a job title when you were stupid.