On the way to Class 29, Director Xu, the director of academic affairs, kept fantasizing that Wang Jian had broken an arm or a leg when he was fighting Huang Weilong. After all, Huang Weilong's combat effectiveness is well known in this school, generally those who are brave and ruthless and like to fight, and no one will provoke Huang Weilong, but today Wang Jian actually dared to fight with him?

Bring about one's own destruction! And no matter what his injuries are, he can persuade this guy who doesn't know the height of the sky to get out of the way in the name of fighting.

'But! If he begs me on his knees, should I consider giving him a chance? Hahaha......'

Thinking of Wang Jian's miserable appearance, the more Director Xu thought about it, the more excited he became, he was originally angry because of Wang Jian's bad morals, but he actually walked No.40 humming a song because he loved to walk, and he couldn't wait to grow wings and fly in front of Wang Jian to see him change from a proud peacock to a lowly earth dog.

Coming to the old building with a sigh of relief, Director Xu raised his head and straightened out the clothes on his body, and then pushed open the door of the twenty-ninth class with his leader's exclusive footsteps.

After pushing the door open, he froze. Because reality directly shattered his long-awaited fantasy into powder - Wang Jian did not break his hands and feet, but stood on the podium and spit in his mouth to tell the students the origin of the word "childhood sweetheart".

"Teacher Wang, come on."

Director Xu's face was clouded at that time, and he stood at the door with his hands behind his back, calling Wang Jian with a condescending attitude.

"Not available."

This is the answer that Wang Jian gave back to him, neatly and neatly. Not only that, Wang Jian's tone was also full of impatience and disgust, and his eyes were very sharp, as if he didn't regard Director Xu as a cadre.

"Teacher Wang! Don't go too far! ”

Wang Jian slammed the book in his hand on the podium, made a loud crashing sound, and turned around violently: "Do you have a limit?" Do you know what it means to respect people? You're an official, aren't you? Do you know who is the biggest in love with No.40 in class? Can't talk about something after class? When I have time, I will go to the Education Committee to complain to you. ”

Director Xu was very tight at that time, he has been a teacher for 30 years, and he has been a director for more than 10 years. It's really the first time I've seen such a strange thing as Wang Jian, you must know that when he was a novice, if the leader called, let alone in class, he had to go to the leader even if he was.

Ke Wang Jian...... Not only did this guy not want to see his top boss, but he also threatened and insulted himself with words, and he also said that people couldn't lose their temper at him, and a tantrum was equivalent to saying that Wang Jian's slander was the default, which can be regarded as a trap for people......

"Teacher Wang."

Director Xu's face turned the color of pig liver, he slowly walked into the classroom, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the students in the audience who wanted to laugh but held back their laughter, his mood was messy, but looking at Wang Jian, who was full of seriousness and strictness on the stage, he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in the face of **.

"I just received a complaint that there was a physical altercation between you and the student, and you also openly instructed the student to write love letters. I'm here to investigate now, and if it's true, I don't think you'll be the biggest person in the class in the future. ”

After he finished speaking, Wang Jian hadn't spoken yet, and the group of "bad students" in the audience let out a neat boo very tacitly, as if the boos were running towards Director Xu, with a clear purpose of driving him out.

"Physical altercation?" Wang Jian took out a cigarette from his pocket, sat down on a chair, and lit a cigarette leisurely: "How is it possible?" Who am I in conflict with? ”

"You're smoking in class!"

When Wang Jian heard this, he felt a little embarrassed, and put the cigarette back stupidly: "I just took it out and smelled it." ”

The students burst into laughter. Who doesn't know that Wang Jian, a laizi, smokes in class is a common thing, and he can't run away with at least three cigarettes in four classes in one morning. What's even more outrageous is that he not only smokes in class, but also smokes students' cigarettes, and the pack of cigarettes he has on now is forcibly extorted from Tang Jun, who only came to class today.

"I repeat, I didn't fight anyone." Wang Jian bent down and looked at the dean of academic affairs seriously: "I have to have evidence to accuse me." ”

"Huang Weilong!" The director shouted, "Stand up." ”

Huang Weilong, who was beaten dirty by Wang Jian in the corner, slowly stood up like a tower, his face was covered with dust, and he looked ridiculous.

"Why is it so dirty?" The director knew what was going on at a glance, so he asked knowingly, "I heard that you had a fight with your Teacher Wang in the morning?" ”

"Fart, who the fuck said I killed him?"

Wang Jian's eyes were horizontal: "Who asked you to spray feces?" Is this the attitude you can have? ”

Huang Weilong's head lowered, and his tone instantly changed from a hungry wolf to a sheep: "Director of the report, there is no such thing." ”

Director Xu stiffened on the spot, Huang Weilong is a person, there is no need to repeat too much, this guy is very popular, he just entered the school on the second day and went to the physical education teacher at the time, and wanted to fire him, so he ran to the director's door in the middle of the night with gasoline and squatted. Such a reckless man, now he actually obeys Wang Jian's **......

Now that Huang Weilong doesn't admit it, and Wang Jian doesn't admit it, this basically can't be used as evidence to convict, even if the director is so angry that his hands are clenched into fists and trembling, but there is not much way to take this class of scoundrels, so he can only transfer to another question:

"And you also have students write love letters? If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I will directly appeal to the Education Committee and cancel your qualification to be a teacher. ”

Wang Jian tilted his head to the side and sighed deeply: "I am a Chinese teacher. ”

"That's not an explanation."

"What is language? Language is not to teach a person how many words to recognize, nor to force a person to memorize how many poems. These things are enough to learn in elementary school, the real language is to let people feel the emotions and breath in the words through the surface of the words, and love is a very important part of this emotion, let people use words and words to express their feelings in their hearts, express their love for others, this is the true meaning of language. Everyone has passed or is going through sixteen or seventeen years old, and love at this time is simple and hazy. If you record this cleanness and simplicity in words, and then take it out and look at this clean and simple emotion after a few years, when the green onion is decaying, don't you think this is a very beautiful thing? ”

Wang Jian danced and said a lot of things that were extremely incommensurate with his fierce and ruffian appearance, which seemed to be for the director, but more for the students in the audience.

Of course, the director was also young, and in Wang Jian's soothing and powerful rhythm, the scenery in front of him gradually blurred, and suddenly seemed to return to the summer thirty years ago. He sat in the middle of the classroom, dressed in a neat white shirt, his teacher was writing something on the blackboard, and he was holding a pen that his father had given him, but the pen was blank, and the reason for the blank was precisely because his eyes were filled with the girl in front of him who was also wearing a white shirt with a ponytail.

He still clearly remembers that she seemed to occupy not only his simple eyes at that time, but also seemed to occupy his heart. Even though time has flown by for thirty years, now I occasionally think about it, but I find that her shadow never seems to have gone far......

"Director? You say yes or no. ”

Wang Jian's call pulled him back from the memories of his youth, and at this moment, the director, who had always been strict to harshness, actually showed an inexplicable vicissitudes of life, but after he sighed, his eyes became stern again: "Teacher Wang, no matter what, you are going against the school rules by doing this." ”

Wang Jian shook his head: "If I had to choose between nature and school rules, I would definitely choose my nature, and I can't go against people's most basic needs for love because of school rules." ”

Suddenly, the audience applauded thunderously, and everyone stood up to applaud Wang Jian's speech, which was neither humble nor arrogant.

When the director saw this scene, he couldn't get off the stage a little, his face changed for a while, but in the end he stabilized and stared at Wang Jian's eyes: "Teacher Wang, you are a new teacher, I have been giving you a chance, I don't want to see you do something stupid." If there was a next time, I wouldn't just leave it at that. ”

"Then you ......"

Wang Jian just wanted to talk to the director, but suddenly found that Dawei was standing outside the window and glaring at him, which made Wang Jian suddenly cough halfway: "Then you need to supervise more." ”

When the director saw that there were steps down, he didn't toss anymore, after all, Wang Jian is too good at hiding, his anti-reconnaissance technology is absolutely first-class, and all kinds of sophistry, unless he catches the traitor and catches the double, it is too difficult to find his handle, and if he comes hard, it will make everyone ugly.

After the director left, the students cheered one after another, and at this time, a very petite girl in the class suddenly stood up and said with a smile: "Teacher Wang, I love you!" Seek to socialize. ”

Wang Jian's true colors were suddenly revealed, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, sat on the chair leisurely and took a puff: "When you grow up, I like a quiet girl with long hair, you try to develop in that direction." We continued to attend classes and were quiet. ”

A morning of classes, quickly over. Wang Jian sat at his desk and looked at the floating clouds in the sky in a daze, thinking about the waste collection plan to be carried out tonight, and was silent.

"Ah Jian, let's eat." Dawei patted Wang Jian's table: "I heard that there are good dishes today." ”

"I've decided to skip lunch."

It just so happened that at this time, Tianren Er also washed his hands and came in from outside, and after hearing Wang Jian's words, he asked curiously: "Is it because you want to lose weight?" ”

Wang Jian glanced at the natural two: "Because of poverty." ”

"It's a little thing, let's go." Dawei patted Wang Jian on the shoulder: "I'll lend you ten yuan, you take the notes yourself, and remember to pay back the salary." ”

And Tianji also nodded: "I calculated yesterday, there is a million in my dowry that has a death date, and I can lend it to you." Do you want it? ”

"Don't." !!