With the enthusiasm of this summer, Fang Xinning hurried to Xinxian Experimental Middle School to participate in the school's recruitment interview.

He still thinks so, and the experimental middle school's choice to ask them to come in the middle of summer is definitely an exam question.

During the holidays, the campus was deserted, and the scattered dead leaves on the ground were blown by the wind, making the sound of eating and drinking, like a few naughty little animals.

In the corner of the small garden, Fang Xinning saw a fig tree at a glance. Probably because he grew up on his own, he looked very lonely. He approached it and stroked its webbed leaves, as if shaking hands with an old friend.

Following the sign written in chalk in a prominent place, he came to a lobby on the first floor of the experimental building. There were already 100 people inside, all with serious expressions, waiting quietly, and some of them were flipping through books there.

He suddenly felt that someone was watching him, and he followed the gaze that was cast, oh, it was the two women with parasols he had just met on the road.

He smiled at them and said hello.

Seeing him look over, the two of them also looked at each other, smiled, and shyly.

This interview is a very important hurdle for the teachers who came to apply, and it is also a zuihou hurdle. Everyone listened carefully, and when they called their numbers, they walked into a classroom; And the one who came out of it didn't even bother to say a word, and left straight away with a blank face. This added to the nervousness of the candidates at the scene.

Fang Xinning drew the No. 16 of the language group. He silently said in his heart: "Be smooth, be obedient ......" He tried his best to calm himself down, but this trick didn't work at all. He dictated to himself what he saw: everyone was actively preparing, the staff were serious, the building was clean inside and outside, and the beautiful green campus was outside the window......

He muttered, causing several nearby teachers to look at him strangely.

The purpose of saying this was to control his emotions, but his mind still unconsciously returned to the past.

Four years ago, after graduating from the provincial normal university, Fang Xinning came to his hometown of Xinxian County to teach at the Heishan Town Junior High School. At that time, because the relationship with Ji Meiting was at its coldest time, he especially didn't want to go to Xincheng City to work, and considering that his elderly mother was at home alone, he had to go home to take care of him from time to time, so he made such a choice.

He was the only student in their class who chose a township middle school.

He still clearly remembers that at that time, when he looked at the town of Montenegro from a distance, a line of big characters painted on the courtyard wall was particularly eye-catching: No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education, and no matter how hard you are, you can't be miserable for children! There are also eight blood-red characters hanging on the teaching building: a century-old plan, education-oriented.

Isn't it a choice I have no regrets about being able to work in a school that is so valued by society?

The old principal was very excited when he saw him, how to describe it? Anyway, when he spoke, there was a kind of complacent attitude in the words of an old lady who smoked an extra coriander when she was shopping for vegetables, and that expression was like a child who broke his knee and just wanted to open his mouth to cry but found a long-awaited coin, which instantly turned into a smile.

With the enthusiasm of the blood, he couldn't wait to rush into the classroom immediately, use his skills, and give his classmates a good lesson. He did win the hearts of his classmates with his seriousness and hard work.

Soon after, Fang Xinning learned that in this school with nearly 100 faculty members, he was one of only three college students assigned in the past four or five years. It wasn't until the last year or two that it was really difficult to arrange in the county, and there were more college students assigned here. The location is remote and the hardware facilities are poor, and people who know the details of the school in advance are generally reluctant to come here.

There is no decent building in this school, except for a brand new school building and a fairly complete fence. The playground that has not yet been leveled is littered with rocks, and a rusty basketball hoop has never been erected since it was moved from the old school, lying in the corner of the school like a dry corpse.

It is said that when he came, the school had moved from the old campus for more than two years, and it has been like this ever since; Even now, when he wanted to leave it, it hadn't changed in the slightest.

In the past four years, what he didn't expect the most was that the deduction of wages often happened. If you build a road, you will be deducted 50, if you subscribe to a newspaper, you will be deducted 100, and you will be given a barrel of peanut oil during the holidays, which will also be deducted from your salary at the market price next month. Even so, teachers' salaries are not always paid on time. The school has continuously introduced such and such school rules and disciplines, rigidly copied the experience of other places, and vigorously carried out reforms such as the so-called full appointment system of faculty and staff, the post target responsibility system, and the grade salary system, and so on. Leaders and teachers were supposed to work together to teach, but the blunt reform turned them into two opposing factions. The school blindly attaches importance to students' test scores, resulting in teachers assigning a large amount of homework every day, making students tired of coping with it every day, and Fang Xinning's attempt at "group cooperative teaching" not only did not get the support of the school, but also was detained as "not doing business".

What really stimulated Fang Xinning might be that nightmarish experience.

It was one day in April, and a few students in his class did not go to physical education class and secretly went to a corner of the school building to play chess. After Fang Xinning found out, he talked to a few of them.

"The playground is uneven, and I broke my foot when I ran." A student's words are clearly appropriate. He looked at Fang Xinning and said tentatively. Others chimed in.

Forming a group? Well, Fang Xinning pulled out Jiashi to check on their injuries.

Just then, a police car went straight for them and came to a stop with a creak.

A few people jumped out of the car and asked, "Who is Zhao Liang?" ”

Fang Xinning pointed to a young teacher who was in physical education class.

This Zhao Liang is a college student who has only been working for more than a year, studying politics and law, he is tall and big, and he has served as the captain of the basketball team in the university.

Several people surrounded him and asked, "You are Zhao Liang?" After receiving an affirmative answer, one of the young men wearing a police uniform but not wearing a police logo rushed up and kicked Zhao Liang to the ground, and then several people swarmed up and handcuffed him. Zhao Liang didn't have any defense, and asked Weishenme vigorously when he was handcuffed.

Fang Xinning subconsciously went over to protect him and prevent the other party from taking him away. The reckless young man's eyes widened, and he said in a stiff tone, "You want to obstruct official business? Without saying anything, he pushed Fang Xinning aside and pulled Zhao Liang out tightly.

A living person, a teacher who was in class, a tall young man, was pushed and taken away. The police car screamed proudly and went away. That voice, like a poisonous needle, deeply pierced Fang Xinning's heart - it seemed that it was his own light finger that caused Zhao Liang to suffer this catastrophe.

The next day, the teachers all heard what happened: Zhao Liang was sued for "** young girl".

Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. The entire town of Black Mountain suddenly exploded like a frying pan, and rumors burst out like scattered debris and dust. At that time, the neighboring county had just reported a scandal in which the vice principal of a primary school molested several girls and gave each of them 20 yuan as a "hush money". "Today's teachers don't even have the most basic moral bottom line."

From that day on, Fang Xinning felt that he couldn't hold his head up, just like he had done that kind of thing. Thinking of his situation, he, who has always been content with the status quo, began to regret it: Is this the place where he wants to do a big job? When he read the letters from his girlfriend Ji Meiting, who worked in Xincheng Daily, his mood plummeted, and even he felt that the distance between him and her was far from more than 100 kilometers from Xinxian to Xincheng.

He finally made up his mind to use his ability to take the initiative to change the status quo.

For this reason, he cares a lot about this opportunity.

"Number 16." A bespectacled male teacher sticks his head out of the classroom and shouts. A strand of hair fell down and covered the glasses. This teacher really looks like a bandit spy seen in some movie.

Fang Xinning took a deep breath and followed in.

It was only then that he knew that he was going to draw a text to give a lecture, and the preparation time was only 20 minutes, and the large bag of materials he brought was taken away by the staff.

Fang Xinning smoked the question, but his mind was buzzing. 20 minutes passed in a blink of an eye, and he felt that he was a hero who rushed to the battlefield, and tragic emotions arose spontaneously, what was in Black Mountain Town, what Ji Meiting, all of them were put to the back of his mind.

After finishing the class, one of the interviewers suddenly said, "Please summarize the language in your mind in one sentence." Fang Xinning said: "Life is full of language, and the highest level is not to teach." The interviewer asked, "Can you briefly explain what this means?" Fang Xinning said: "I advocate Chinese education, Mr. Ye Shengtao also said, 'teaching is not to teach', the most meaningful work of the teacher is to lead students into the door, stimulate students to take the initiative to taste, to discover, to create ......"

"Okay, you're going out." The interviewer interrupted him.

The on-the-spot preparation hardly played a big role for him, and in the end he relied on the usual accumulation. Teaching is an art of regret, and so is lecturing - in the eyes of others, the lesson may still have some merits, but when it comes to oneself, it will only be more dissatisfied; And today, in such a tense situation, what he feels is not only regret, but also regret.

He thought of Huang Peanut's words, and it really made sense. Years of hard work, even if it is preparing for today - all the hard work of every moment is preparing for the next minute.

After all, he cared so much about this interview, and he suddenly felt that his heart was hot and wet.

The two women were still staring at him, and those eyes were incomprehensible!