Chapter 476: The Most Romantic Thing - It's Not the Same
A pink figure flashed by on the left.
The young head teacher couldn't help but glance at it, and the next second, he was slightly stunned.
This, how did Yan Xiaoyu go?
Did Principal Li let her go? It's so faceless.
How did he educate them?
Yesterday I told them about the fifteenth of the 1,000 etiquette, to be respectful of others in public.
It's really vain. In vain, he praised Yan Xiaoyu yesterday.
Before Principal Li's words were finished, she left straight away, not like words!
What is Principal Li doing? Seeing Principal Li's calm and indifferent face, the young head teacher couldn't help but look away and twitched the corners of his mouth.
lived to be twenty-two years old, and he was not accustomed to the soil and water, so he only served Principal Li.
Looking at the scenery, they all see it so calmly and quietly, just like the text panel hanging on the right wall: Tranquility and far-reaching.
He always thought that Principal Li was a low-key person, and he didn't like publicity, but he thought that Teacher Zhang was a restrained and deep person.
Now, he understands.
Looking at the chic and elegant handwriting, the whole Liu, oh no, in his entire student career, it turned out that the most flamboyant and luxurious people were Li Xiao and Teacher Zhang.
Tranquility, that's Teacher Zhang's name, Zhang Tranquility!
Zhiyuan, that's President Li's name, Li Zhiyuan!
Are there two people who are so arrogant and flamboyant?
Hang your name all over every classroom on campus.
I think that year, the second in the first grade.
Sitting in the first-grade classroom, he suddenly looked up and looked at the top of his head, oh no, there was a calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall he was leaning on.
Like a holy decree placed vertically, cough cough, at home during the summer vacation, I have watched too much "Drama Qianlong". The golden decree with the scroll is the thing they love to imitate during the summer vacation.
Unfortunately, they did not find a smooth one in the two gambling scrolls, but only found two branches covered with old skin to replace them, and a strip of yellow cloth in the middle, which he quietly took out of his mother's needle basket.
Throughout the summer vacation, I had a lot of fun.
And the calligraphy and paintings on this wall are really beautiful.
The smooth gray reel is suspended by two white nylon threads on the first and last two studs.
There are very fine lines on the cyan background in the middle, and if you don't get closer, you think it's just a solid color. On that cyan background, there are distant mountains outlined by lines, undulating; Delphiniums with light lines emerge lightly in the upper left and upper right corners.
The one on the left is slightly larger, and you can see the appearance of the delphinium, and even the black eyes and the swallowtail with the obvious sign are clearly visible.
In the upper right corner, there are dots and lines in the distance, but it can also make people think of it unconsciously: where the double swallows fly, and they are attached to the west of the painting beam for a while.
In the lower right corner of the cyan background is a flat boat, setting sail with a slight ripple of water.
The eight big characters splashed in the middle hit the eye: quiet and far-reaching, indifferent and bright.
The pen is full of ink, and the pen is gone!
After so many years, this calligraphy and painting are still there.
It's still the same as he remembers, and it hasn't changed at all.
So much so that when he walked into the third-grade classroom and saw this calligraphy and painting, he suddenly had the illusion of returning to his childhood.
That sense of familiarity and intimacy instantly made the eyes of a beautiful boy who thought he was sunny a mist float.
The handwriting that flowed smoothly and fell like smoke was so familiar that he couldn't help but walk back to the past.
That year, when he first saw this calligraphy and painting......
He looked really naΓ―ve, six ignorant, and deliberately asked Mr. Wang, the first-grade homeroom teacher: Who wrote this? It's so beautiful.
I don't even know a word!
Teacher Wang pursed his lips at him and glanced at him: the payment has a name.
Wang Yang blinked, looked at Teacher Wang, and was speechless.
I'm really afraid of something.
This Teacher Wang is the Teacher Wang he dislikes the most, the Teacher Wang who doesn't let him come to school.
It's really a narrow road, unexpectedly, just after a year of study, he was bumped into by Mr. Wang and became his Chinese teacher and class teacher.
He, no, happy, happy, this teacher Wang.
He also saw it, this Teacher Wang, no, happy, happy, he!
When the girl in front of me talked to Teacher Wang just now, Teacher Wang was smiling.
He thought about it, why don't he try it too, and find a few words?
Let's see if Mr. Wang still remembers him, if he forgets to sign up, then he will have a lot of adults, and he will not care about Mr. Wang in general, and he will be a good student with peace of mind, study hard, and go up.
Who knows, Mr. Wang actually threw him a big white eye.
Fortunately, he is strong in his heart, and his brother has thrown him big eyes, and he is used to it.
He wasn't afraid, he continued! Let the horses come!
Hum! Wang Yang snorted in his heart and glanced at Teacher Wang.
"See what I'm doing?" Teacher Wang glared at Wang Yang, "Hurry up and write your homework, what time is it, and you're still grinding." β
Wang Yang blinked: "Teacher Wang, I can't read, which two words are the payment?" β
Teacher Wang, who originally wanted to walk to the back of the classroom, paused and looked at Wang Yang: "If you don't know how to read, study hard, check the dictionary, and you will know how to ask, why should you be 100,000?" β
With that, he walked to the back of the classroom.
This kid is really uneasy, when he is an encyclopedia?
Think he doesn't remember?
He still remembers last year.
He wants to see how many waves this showy P child can make.
I forgot to ask Teacher Miao in the kindergarten class before.
Wang Yang pursed his lips, stared at Teacher Wang's back for a while, turned around, raised his head, and looked at the calligraphy and painting above his head.
Alas, it seems that Mr. Wang is still holding grudges.
What to do? Wang Yang thought about it very seriously, and when his eyes fell on the ship that set sail, he suddenly smiled.
Just ignore him.
Anyway, there are so many students in the class, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to find him, Mr. Wang will never take the initiative to come to him, right?
That's it.
Wang Yang smiled slightly, staring at the text panel on the wall.
Which two words are the payment? There are eight words in total, are they the first two, the middle two, or the last two?
"What's the fuss?" Suddenly I felt a weight on my shoulders.
Looking up, Mr. Wang's square face came into view.
Wang Yang thought for a while, blinked his eyes, and replied with a really sad face: "I'm looking for what two words are the payment." β
"What are you going to do with the money?"
Teacher Wang rolled his eyelids, glanced at Wang Yang, and then raised his eyes and glanced at the lower left corner of the calligraphy and painting.
This stinky man, let's be looking for trouble!
"Listen to Mr. Wang's words, look up the dictionary and read it." Wang Yang replied very seriously, with a really bright face.
When Mr. Wang heard this, he couldn't help but laugh and laughed angrily.
Hey, Mr. Wang actually smiled at him? A hint of joy flashed in Wang Yang's heart.
He knew that his mother had to be right, and the ignorant and childish child was lovely.
Wang Yang raised his face, showed seven white teeth to Teacher Wang, paused for two seconds, and closed them again.
It's a bit leaky.
He seemed to be happy and forgot that he was now in the period of changing his teeth, and one of the original eight white teeth had been lost.
"Hahaha." Teacher Wang laughed instantly, and pointed to the lower left corner of the calligraphy and painting, "No need to check, the teacher told you that this is a painting written by Teacher Zhang for five years and painted by Principal Li." β
"Oh." Wang Yang nodded thoughtfully, "Thank you, Mr. Wang, you are so good." β
Well? Teacher Wang was stunned for a moment, paused for two seconds, gently patted Wang Yang's shoulder, turned around and walked to the podium......
"The spring water is blue, draw the boat and listen to the rain."
The young homeroom teacher silently repeated a sentence in his heart, which was Mr. Wang's favorite sentence many years ago.
Later, Mr. Wang seemed to like to smile at him.
And he was also willing, in Mr. Wang's not very good-looking smile, after two years, he went to the third grade......
The young head teacher blinked slightly, the familiar calligraphy and painting, the familiar background pattern of the cyan Feiyan boat, and the familiar handwriting.
One stroke down, the view is like a loose horse flying into the air and leaving the dust; It is also like a dragon flying and moving, coming from nothingness and returning to the void, and this almost crazy primitive vitality impulse contains the aura of the pregnant forest.
After so many years, it seems that nothing has changed, it is still the same.
The calligraphy was the same, just as he had seen it at first.
It's like, everything, it's different.
The calligraphy and painting are here, Principal Li is here, Teacher Zhang is here, and he is also back.
However, Mr. Wang is gone......
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