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Yu Jing came to school early.

Recently, the students have been busy with the campus art festival, and the course is going to be postponed, seeing that the third year of junior high school is about to take the high school entrance examination, what art festival is held by the school at this time, and it is also stipulated that their class will have four programs, it is really nonsense, the most annoying thing is that the son is not spared, what dance is pulled by Kong Chen every day, and what novel is he going to write when he comes back, the state is like a vacation, where is the tension of high school.

It is true that Xu Yi's novels have made a lot of money, and Yu Jing certainly doesn't want to stop her son from realizing his dreams, but her mind is still stuck in the past, and things like online novels are like lottery tickets in his opinion, and this time he won the jackpot, but it doesn't mean that he will win the lottery again and again in the future.

"Ugh."

Taking a breath, Yu Jing pushed open the office door.

Every day she is the first batch to come to the office, and today is no exception, only Zhang Jianguo is in the office.

"Teacher Zhang, morning." Yu Jing opened her mouth to say hello.

"Early ......" was said in the morning, Zhang Jianguo was stunned for a moment, closed his mouth randomly, and walked out of the office with a water glass in embarrassment, as if he didn't see Yu Jing.

Although Zhang Jianguo doesn't talk a lot on weekdays, and likes to be in the office and mud, he is still a good person, everyone is in the same office, no one has offended anyone, seeing Zhang Jianguo leaving, Yu Jing felt a little pimple, "Teacher Zhang, what's wrong?" ”

After a while, Zhang Jianguo came back, and Niu Rusheng from the same office followed him into the office, and the two muttered as they walked without knowing what they were talking about, Yu Jing greeted again, "Morning, Mr. Niu." ”

Niu Rusheng was not as cold as Zhang Jianguo showed, but he just smiled, not as enthusiastic as before.

Yu Jing was a little unhappy.

What's going on?

I'm kind enough to greet you, but you're on the score?

It's not normal, you guys.

Thinking. Yu Jing glanced at Zhang Jianguo and Niu Rusheng, and bowed her head to work, she didn't owe them, she liked to talk about it or not.

"Teacher Niu, Teacher Zhang, it's early."

Niu Ru walked in with his front feet, and Tang Zhen came in with his hind feet.

"Early."

"Teacher Tang, morning."

Seeing Tang Zhen, Niu Rusheng and Zhang Jianguo spoke one after another. The attitude is diametrically opposed to what she treated Yu Jing just now, now, Yu Jing is even more unhappy in her heart, she just put her hot face on your cold ass, where has it warmed up?

didn't show it on his face, Yu Jing gave Niu Rusheng and Zhang Jianguo two big eyes in his heart, "I feel that you two are not deaf today." ”

"Teacher Tang is happy today, what good things to say?" Zhang Jianguo asked Tang Zhen with a smile.

"Hey, what's the joy of my life. It's just that I had a good dream yesterday," Tang Zhen smiled and turned to Jingdao, "Teacher Yu is here so early today?" ”

Yu Jing raised her hand and looked at her watch, "It's half past six, and if I don't come again, the students will have to go to class." ”

Although Yu Jing is very strong in her heart, she can ignore each other arrogantly if others don't greet her, but who can stand being slapped on her front foot. The back foot is to talk to others speculatively, don't you want it? And this person is still the one who used to target him everywhere.

At this time, if she gives a good face, she is not generous. It's stupid!

There was anger in his heart, but Yu Jing's tone was not good.

Tang Zhen has always been stingy, with a sense of superiority in her bones, for fear that others will be better than herself, and in normal times, a war of words is inevitable. But today, Tang Zhen was unusual, and said angrily, "Hehe, I forgot, Teacher Yu is the head teacher." Where is it like us, we are idle, and sometimes we can't get up until eight or nine o'clock in class. ”

Yu Jing rolled her eyes, too lazy to deal with Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen continued, "I think, this school should give a year-end bonus red envelope to all the class teachers of the grade, otherwise it will be so hard and tired to watch, who will still be the class teacher in the future, Teacher Zhang, don't you say?" ”

"Not to mention the year-end bonus, it is to reduce the promotion rate, and we, the class teachers, are also grateful." Zhang Jianguo replied happily.

"Teacher Niu, what do you say?"

Niu Rusheng laughed dryly and didn't speak.

Knock knock.

The knock on the door interrupted what Tang Zhen wanted to say next, and she changed her mouth and said, "Come in." ”

"Is Teacher Yu here?"

The office door was pushed open, and it was Cao Wanjun, the head of the junior high school grade.

"Teacher Cao," Yu Jing stood up, "are you looking for me?" ”

Cao Wanjun leaned in, "Teacher Yu, you come out with me." ”

……

Year group meeting room.

Cao Wanjun casually pulled out a chair, "Teacher Yu, you go." ”

Yu Jing sat opposite Cao Wanjun, and she had a faint bad feeling in her heart, but on the face, she still quipped, "Teacher Cao, what is it worth calling me out to talk about." ”

"Teacher Yu, hmm......" Cao Wanjun pursed his lips and pushed his glasses, "That...... That's right, what about the school, after a review, it decided to cancel the election of you as a senior teacher. ”

"Cancelled?!" Yu Jing felt a buzz in her brain, reflexively bounced up from the chair, her eyes were black, and it took a long time for her to ease up, and she quickly sat down and asked, "Teacher Cao, why is this?" Aren't senior teachers in this city based on seniority? I...... I've had enough years of service. ”

"Teacher Yu, don't get excited." Cao Wanjun pushed his glasses, "Although the qualification of senior teachers in this city is to go through the length of service, but you also know that there are also many outstanding new teachers in our school, you say, the number of places for this promotion qualification is only three, people perform well, you can't let people wait for ten or eight years, so the school according to the comprehensive assessment, this is the decision, now even the news advocates keeping pace with the times, our school can not lag behind, the system must always change." ”

"But Mr. Cao, I ......"

"Teacher Yu, this matter is not something I can decide, it is decided by the leaders above, and I am only responsible for informing you and making you mentally prepared," Cao Wanjun sighed, and continued, "To tell you the truth, Teacher Yu, I didn't expect you to be brushed down, but I think that instead of going to the school, you should think more about yourself, right?" The school leaders brushed you, don't be angry, there will still be a chance next time, you are also an old teacher, keep a normal heart, this time let them those who are young, and they can still be assessed next year. ”

Yu Jing bit her lip, tears rolling in her eyes.

She has worked hard for three years, the school asked her to participate in the competition, she participated in the competition, the school asked her to take the class teacher, she took the class teacher, the class teacher for three consecutive years, do you really think it is easy?

Did she say anything?

Did she complain about something?

For so many years, she has no credit and hard work, yes, she is an old teacher, but this time the nomination quota was promised by the school herself!

When she first came, the quality of the school's teachers could not improve, and the principal personally promised that if she did not leave, in addition to giving her a settling-in allowance, she would be promoted to become a senior teacher in the city after completing her working years, and the bonus would be doubled.

But what about later?

The so-called settling-in fee is only seventy or eighty thousand, and the settling-in fee of her and Xu Zhanming will add up to buy a new house, Cao Wanjun is right, this senior teacher is nothing to be rare, let it go.

But how can schools do that.

Promises of good things go back on their word, or one after another.

Even though Cao Wanjun's tone was tough when he was notified, Cao Wanjun was more or less embarrassed when he saw a female teacher shed tears in front of him, he took out a bag of tissues from his pocket and put it on the table, took a deep breath, got up and walked out.

"Alas, this evil year leader!"

Standing at the door of the conference room, Cao Wanjun shook his head and sighed and returned to his office. (To be continued.) )