Wang Heng was more than a foot high from the desk of Duolao's class, holding a stack of material paper printed with the words of the county education bureau, and then as soon as he let go, the paper fell from the sky, "landed" safely, and made a sound. Then he took out a brand-new fountain pen from the corner of the upper left pocket of the shirt and threw it on the table without sparing his possessions, and had a little tone of deputy secretary of the Youth League branch: "Did the teacher tell you yesterday, help me write, and the rest of the paper belongs to you!" I'm going to write it with a pen."

What's going on? The boy spoke a bit like he was chewing raw radish in his mouth, and Dorau looked at his face head-on, seeing that if he saw it, he would think that he was a face sleeping on the side of his infancy, and Dorau spent about a minute studying his face carefully, and did not achieve results, so he left it alone.

Wang Heng turned around and walked a few steps, but Duo Lao stopped him and asked, "How to write?" ”

"You don't know how to write it!" Wang Heng gave this paper for nothing, and the raw radish in his mouth kept chewing.

"Do you want to write that your father is Director Wang of the County Education Bureau?"

"Of course!" Wang Heng thought he was really a fool.

Duo Lao asked very seriously: "Do you want to write that your mother is Director Wang's wife?" ”

Wang Heng scratched the back of his head, and said in a decentralized tone, "You can forget this!" ”

After two lessons, Wang Heng came to Li Duolao's seat, leaned sideways and stretched out a hand to Duolao, a way of standing outside the red brick kiln in which a column of people passed bricks. Wang Heng was afraid that Li Duolao wouldn't understand what he meant by standing like this, so he said, "Teacher Dong wants me to show her." ”

Dorau's hand reached into the drawer, took out the stack of materials, paper, and pens and placed them on the table.

Wang Heng picked up the material paper and pen and was about to leave, but found that he didn't tear it off, and at first glance, it was the same as the love letter written by Li Siqing for him, but the difference was that it was still returned to him in a whole stack, thinking that this guy was stupider than Li Siqing, so he tore it up, threw the remaining 98 sheets on Li Duolao's table, and left. Wang Henggang walked ten steps, felt that there was a cold thing crawling on his neck, touched it with his backhand, it was a stack of material paper, and when he looked at it, Li Duolao smiled behind him, and then walked away with a smile. Wang Heng thought to himself, I won't give it to you next time you ask me.

Wang walked straight to Mr. Dong's office, where Mr. Dong seemed to be waiting for him. He shoved two pages of writing paper into Dong Lao's hand, and when he saw that Teacher Dong was looking at it carefully, he sat down on another empty office bench and waited.

"Wang Heng, you read a few articles carefully, they are well written, suitable for you, and it is best to memorize them. But you still have to take it with you when you speak, and if you forget it, you can take a look. Mr. Dong returned the speech to him.

Wang Heng walked to the door of the office and turned around and asked, "Li Duolao helped me write that my father is Director Wang?" ”

The teacher's eyes widened and he looked at him: "Didn't you see it yourself?" ”

"It's okay to print on the book, but Li Duolao's writing is too grassy."

"I didn't write it!" Teacher Dong replied with a dragging voice, and Amitabha shook his head.

After a while, Wang Heng returned to the office and asked without a name: "Did he write about my mother?" ”

"What is your mother doing?" Teacher Dong answered him.

"Did he write it?"

"I didn't write about your mother!" The teacher shook his head again.

Wang Heng left angrily. He doesn't write about my father, what's the use of these two pieces of paper, it seems that he said he wanted to write about my mother, and my mother didn't write either, what's the use of this thing! He was so angry that he decided to beat the kid up on the way out of school. But thinking that this kid seemed to be compatible with Qian Liuzhi, and he remembered what the cow-like guy said, he suddenly felt that one foot hurt, and he seemed to walk with one foot longer and one foot shorter. He crumpled two pieces of paper written by Dolau into an egg shape and threw them in the patio. Curse vows: When I become the Secretary of Education, I will not allow him to study.

The weather was surprisingly good. Three bicycles on the machine plow road are like three butterflies flying horizontally. Principal Wang and the relevant personnel waited at the school gate until their feet hurt, and they recognized that it was Deputy Director Wang who was flying in front of them, and they greeted them together.

In the auditorium, the ceremony of new members joining the league and co-opting members of the league branch was carried out for a long time, and the oath of new members and the list of new members of the league branch were announced. It seems that a wedding ceremony is waiting for the relatives who have not come for a long time, and the superior's speech should have been read out a long time ago, and the host kept this sentence in his mouth without spitting it out. The members of the group under the stage stand in a column as a unit, due to the age limit, there are no members in the first year of junior high school, today Wang Heng joined the group, is the first member of the first year of junior high school, but Wang Heng is standing on the rostrum. This time, there is only one new member of the group, it is Wang Heng; There is only one newly elected member of the Youth League branch, and it is Wang Heng. This ceremony was actually held exclusively for Wang Heng.

After waiting for a long time, someone began to whisper below, and the dean whistled to teach everyone to be quiet.

Wang Heng walked up to the host and said to the host: "My dad hasn't arrived yet, so let my one talk first, if my dad loses his temper, I just tell him that he won't lose his temper." ”

The host gave him an unceremonious look: "No! ”

What else did Wang Heng say, there was a lot of noise outside, his father appeared at the door of the auditorium, he took two steps forward, and was about to call his father loudly, but the host had already grabbed the collar behind him, shook him twice, and led him back to the original place.

Then a group of people entered the auditorium. Principal Wang walked behind the three members of the Education Bureau, and before everyone else, his left hand almost wrapped around the waist of one of the Education Bureau, and his right hand drew a half circle in the direction of the rostrum: this is the most polite invitation.

Four people, including Principal Wang, were immediately added to the rostrum, and it became lively. The desk at the front was covered with a red cloth, on which there was a pot of flowers, a thermos flask, and three teacups. Seeing that Deputy Director Wang and his entourage were coming, the usher hurriedly poured boiling water into the cup, and three hot gases rose on the rostrum. Wang Heng approached his father and wanted to kiss him, but he shook his hand at him and glared at him with his eyes. The host immediately walked up to Wang Heng, took his hand, and said in a low and cordial voice: "Classmate Wang Heng, come, you have to prepare your speech." "Take him away.

The host's voice was loud: "Please give a speech to the superior!" With that, he took the lead and applauded.

Principal Wang was not afraid that his palms would break and applaud.

Amid a round of applause, one of the leaders of the Education Bureau walked to the steaming table, his face half obscured by the vase of flowers in front of him, but he could still see that his hair was very long, and he slept together in an orderly and disciplined manner.

The usher found that he was at a loss, and immediately walked to the table, took a teacup in each hand, and handed it to Deputy Director Wang and another leader. Principal Wang found out, hurriedly took a cup, bent down and handed it to Deputy Director Wang with both hands.

There was only a cup of tea steaming in front of the leader who gave the speech, and after saying a lot of congratulations, more glory, and more hope, he said that he was done with his speech and left.

The applause rang out like another rainstorm.

The leader didn't take the cup of tea with him, it was there steaming pitifully. The usher was derelict in his duty this time, and President Wang immediately walked over, picked up the teacup, walked to the leader who gave the speech, and handed it to him slightly less than he did to Deputy Director Wang. After handing over the cup of tea, Principal Wang sat down next to Deputy Director Wang.

The host's voice was very loud: "Wang Heng, a new member and deputy secretary of the Youth League branch, speaks!" ”

Applause rang out for the third time. Principal Wang stood up not far from Director Wang and slapped his face as loudly as last time.

Wang Heng stood in front of the podium, his figure was burly, the pot of flower arrangements in front of him only covered his chin, only a little slightly swollen half of his face could still be seen that the "toothache" was not completely healed, and the stone in his mouth was like a piece of sugar, and there was still a little left after dissolving for so many days. Some of the members of the high school have never seen him, and a first-year student has grown so tall that when he has to go to high school, he is afraid that he will be almost two meters, no wonder he can be the deputy secretary.

After the applause was over, the audience fell silent, waiting for the wonderful speech of Deputy Secretary Wang. Deputy branch secretary Wang coughed for a while, and said two words at intervals: "Respect...... Love" and then probably wanted to repeat these two words, but only half of it was said: "Respect ......"

The leaders and members of the league are listening with their ears pointed, these three words are the local accent with a bit of "foreign accent", everyone thinks that the deputy branch secretary Wang below may be speaking Mandarin.

Teacher Dong was also on the rostrum, because she was Wang Heng's homeroom teacher. She began to get anxious, why didn't Wang Heng bring Li Duolao's speech? At this time, she suddenly sobered up, how could Wang Heng read a speech, how could he know so many words! She thumped her head, she was responsible! When Teacher Dong was not good, Wang Heng saved the "beloved" and said fluently: "My father is Director Wang of the Education Bureau!" ”

Principal Wang took a step forward, but retreated back, and it was not easy to do anything, looking at Wang Heng, like looking at a person who was surrounded by a flood and waiting for first aid and was not able to think of any way to save it for a while, his face was so anxious that his face darkened, he quickly glanced at Director Wang, and then stared at Teacher Dong fiercely,

A pool of frogs in the audience is chirping.

"My mother is Director Wang's wife!"

Wow! Now it was lively, and the "frogs" in the audience became louder, and some whistled.

"I'm ...... by a kid...... Actually, I was ...... by a kid I slapped it in the face before saying no...... Speechless......"

In a mess, the male classmate raised his hand and jumped up, and the female classmate bent down holding her stomach. There was also chaos on the rostrum, Mr. Dong stomped his feet, Principal Wang rushed to Wang Heng, and the two leaders who came with Deputy Director Wang were shocked, the thermos flask in the hand of the usher fell to the ground, the explosion sounded, and the other members of the rostrum were stunned, and some walked around as if they were looking for something. The host who arrived in front of Wang Heng before Principal Wang led Wang Heng to the side, and shouted loudly: "The members of the group speak freely!" ”

Wang Heng was still happy: "My father wants me, wants me to be a ...... in the future, and he will be a teacher" The host has dragged him to a place where others can't hear his voice.

The male members were jumping, the female members were laughing, and the members who had been arranged to speak freely had forgotten to speak on the rostrum.

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