Hearing the principal mention stress reduction measures, I couldn't help but start talking about it. "What about stress relief measures? My best way to de-stress is to give me a week off so I can get some sleep", "These ways to de-stress aren't like those spoofs on the Internet, right? It's funny, though. ”

"Teachers, students, a few days ago, all of our political and educational staff worked hard and racked their brains, and finally designed a few ways to help everyone reduce stress, not so much methods, but projects, below, I will introduce them to you one by one." At this moment, it is Director Zhang, the director of the Political and Educational Department who is usually called a "fat tiger" by everyone. Usually due to the needs of work, Director Zhang has to face the students with a fierce and vicious face, which is regarded as an unreasonable villain in the eyes of the students, and it is not allowed to chase and fight between classes, and the students who live in the school are not allowed to enter and leave the school gate at will during the school day, etc., which make some students hate it.

Today, he actually gave advice for everyone's stress relief, which surprised many students.

"First of all, the first item, each person will give everyone 3 balloons, and everyone can choose to blow it up, or tear it up, in short, dispose of it freely; Second, everyone is given a pen and paper, and everyone can write down their dissatisfaction with school leaders and teachers, and they can complain at will. Then fold it up, and we will transfer these "warm opinions" to the hands of the leading teachers, of course, probably I have received the most. Director Zhang's self-deprecating statement made the students in the audience laugh, and everyone felt that today's political and educational director seemed to be a different person.

"The third and most important one is that after a while, everyone will be given a cotton pillow, what is the purpose of the pillow?" Speaking of this, Director Zhang paused to give everyone a little space for reverie. The following classmates are talking about it again, "sleeping", "eating it", "let's play cotton", as long as •••••• is unreliable and unboundary, they all appear.

"Okay, it's all quiet, and now it's revealed to you, this pillow will be used as your attack prop, and the target of the attack is your homeroom teacher. Later, you can find a place in the class and attack your teacher with a pillow. As soon as Director Zhang finished speaking, there was a churn below, and the applause rang out.

"Let's go to the first project" Director Zhang announced the start of the activity, and the students who received the balloons puffed out their cheeks and blew the balloons desperately, and the popping sounds were one after another. Some specially blow the balloon to the ear of their partner, and then pop it with their hands, chasing and playing is naturally indispensable. Everyone hasn't been like this for a long time, they are children, and they bear the pressure that they shouldn't bear at this age, but they are also students in the third year of high school, and the times have given them the right to fight.

After blowing up the balloons, the students went to get pen and paper. In the past, there were a lot of things that wanted to complain about these leaders and teachers, but today many people can't write about it, I don't know if they want to hurry up and participate in the third project or because in fact, those complaints are not worth mentioning today. It was originally a complaint, but many of them turned into words of gratitude.

Seeing that everyone had basically finished writing, each class teacher walked to his class with a smile on his face, and looked at the children who got along with him day and night holding "weapons" one by one, and these teachers "please beat". But the students were scared and didn't dare to start, and the majestic homeroom teacher suddenly became a "lamb to the slaughter" today, and everyone was inevitably a little unaccustomed.

Seeing that everyone was cowering and didn't dare to start, the school leaders all looked at Principal Yan, and Principal Yan understood. He walked to the center of the playground with the microphone and said in a high voice: "Children, don't be afraid, please work hard to wave your 'weapons', and hit the homeroom teacher who you usually think is a 'demon' without hesitation, don't be stingy with your strength, please see the students of Class 12 for detailed steps." Now, the students of Class 12 please come over and 'shoot' at me. ”

Hearing the principal say this, everyone gathered around and scrambled to see how the principal was "beaten". The students of Class 12 also came over after hearing this, but everyone still refused to make a move. Seeing this, Principal Yan said to Jiang Nianfeng, "Jiang Nianfeng, you come." Jiang Nianfeng walked over, picked up the pillow and hit Principal Yan's back, after all, compared to others, he was still not so restrained to Principal Yan.

After the rest of the classmates saw Jiang Nianfeng's brisk move, Lao Yan didn't get mad, everyone urgently carried pillows to 'kill' Lao Yan, and for a while, Lao Yan's head, back, legs, and arms were hit by pillows, but naturally he was unharmed. When the school was preparing, the pillows were fluffy, which seemed to have a lot of strength, but in fact they were not lethal at all.

Seeing that the principal was "beaten", the rest of the students picked up their pillows and rushed to their teachers, like leopards chasing their prey, which frightened the homeroom teachers. For a while, pillows on the playground flew everywhere, students screamed and chased, teachers and them got into a mess, and the environment shrouded in pressure all day faded, and every student was releasing to their heart's content.

One morning, the whole playground was filled with a pleasant atmosphere. After school at noon, after lunch, Jiang Nianfeng studied in the classroom as usual, and after a while, Gao Xuexi also returned.

"You are really bold today, Teacher Yan will beat you if you want to, and in front of so many teachers and classmates, you are not afraid that he will be angry." Gao Xuexi sat down and said to Jiang Nianfeng.

"Don't worry, since they designed it like this, they really want us to vent, why refute their face." Jiang Nianfeng said nonchalantly, as if this matter was as simple as dropping a pen on the ground and picking it up.

Gao Xuexi felt that what Jiang Nianfeng said was reasonable, so he nodded.

"Master, there are only a hundred days left, you have to come on, but don't go to Dalian Foreign Chinese when the time comes, if you don't make it, then it will be embarrassing." Jiang Nianfeng showed a sly smile.

"Don't worry, Crow's Mouth, I will definitely be higher than you, whoever can't go is a puppy." Gao Xuexi made a promise without showing weakness.

A hundred days, may not allow you to make rapid progress, but if you make good use of it, you will be able to do the icing on the cake, the college entrance examination, that road, many people are walking, and there are many people who fail, but there is no shortage of adherents, as for the taste, maybe only those who have really experienced it can understand it.

It was a really bitter year, but I really don't regret it!