So a few days later, Lin Qinghe was called to the office by Yu Fei.

Looking at Yu Fei's high-minded expression, Lin Qinghe knew that it was a good thing.

Sure enough, when Yu Fei saw his most proud student walk in, he was full of smiles: "Lin Qinghe, this year's children's calligraphy art competition has the latest progress." ”

"Teacher Yuan just received a call from the Municipal Education Commission, your work has been selected for the finals, but there are some temporary changes in this year's competition."

"On December 6th, we are going to Jiangzhou, this year's competition is an on-site competition, requiring all the finalists to go to Jiangzhou to write and paint on the spot, and select according to the works completed on the spot."

When Yu Fei came here, he smiled: "Listen to Mr. Yuan, when the Municipal Education Commission called to inform you, it was directly because your work was too controversial, so this year's competition system was changed to this." ”

Yu Fei is so proud in her heart, her students are so powerful, she is naturally honored to be a teacher, she believes that if she competes on the spot, her student will definitely be able to come out on top!

As soon as she thought that she would be able to win back two awards for the school this year, and that she would definitely have a part in the year-end evaluation, she was reluctant to go to school

She doesn't look down on the little money awarded by excellent teachers, but this honor is rare!

Yu Fei smiled: "During this time, let's think about it, what words and paintings you want to write and draw in the finals, you go back and think about it, and I will help you think about it." ”

Lin Qinghe nodded.

During class, Yu Fei announced the good news, and the students were surprised when they heard it.

They only knew that Lin Qinghe's handwriting was very beautiful, and the paintings she drew looked very good, but they didn't understand where the specific level was, but they didn't expect that she would be able to pass the city's re-election and enter the finals, which is very intuitive.

Liu Jun said in high spirits: "I knew you could do it!" ”

Although his own work was not selected, Lin Qinghe was able to enter the finals, and he was still happy for her.

Zhao Tiantian pouted, very depressed, although she knew very well that her works were completely inferior to Lin Qinghe's, but as a member of the entertainment committee in the class, she always felt very embarrassed that her works were not selected.

After the students were amazed, Yu Fei said: "On New Year's Day, our school organizes a New Year's Day show every year, and our class has to rehearse a program, tentatively dance, I will call a few names, and then rehearse in the last class every afternoon." ”

"Lin Qinghe, Zhao Tiantian, Liu Jun......"

Yu Fei selected more than a dozen students, half male and half female.

After she finished the roll call, Lin Qinghe raised her hand: "Teacher Yu, I have to focus on conceiving works recently, I'm afraid I don't have time to participate in rehearsals." ”

For a group of children, drawing a red face and bouncing on the stage, Lin Qinghe didn't want to participate at all.

Such a "good thing", she would rather give it to others.

Yu Fei thought for a while, "Okay, you won't participate in the dance, in this way, you can prepare a poetry recitation program by yourself, okay?" ”

Yu Fei always remembered that Lin Qinghe's Mandarin was very good, more standard than many of their teachers, and there was no local accent at all.

In the future, when she is older, such as the weekly flag-raising ceremony, as well as the annual New Year's Day parade, sports meeting or something, she can be elected as the host.

This is also an honor for the class.

At this time, Yu Fei completely forgot that in her plan, Lin Qinghe was going to participate in the junior high school entrance examination in the third or fourth grade, and it was difficult for the school to let a junior child host these large-scale activities.

On December 5th, early in the morning, Yu Fei took Lin Qinghe to Jiangyang by car, and then took a boat to Jiangzhou.

At the wharf, there is a long queue, and the distance is even more impressive - there are miles of cars waiting to cross the river.

Lin Qinghe looked at the river in the distance, the water quality of the Yangtze River at this time was still relatively clear, unlike the turbidity that became a few decades later.

It's just that at this time, there were not as many Yangtze River bridges as there were in later generations.

Lin Qinghe doesn't know when a Yangtze River bridge will be built on the section of the river from Jiangyang to Jiangzhou, but according to the development process of the domestic economy, it is estimated that it will be ten years later......

"Senior sister, here!"

Lin Qinghe followed the voice and looked over, it was Yang Xiuming.

"Senior brother."

Yang Xiuming said with a smile: "I'll occupy a place for you, come on, stand in front of me." ”

Lin Qinghe walked over with a smile: "Senior brother, you came quite early." ”

"Go early, in case someone gets motion sickness or something, it's better to have a little time to adjust and rest when you go there. Senior sister, let me introduce to you, this is the leading teacher of our school, Teacher Fan, this is Song Xiaofang, this is Ding Lingling, both of them were selected for painting. This is my sister, Lin Qinghe, who will participate in the children's group calligraphy and painting competition, this is my sister's teacher, Teacher Yu. ”

Yu Fei is a beautiful beauty, so Fan Shouying can't take her eyes off when she sees it.

He smiled reservedly: "Teacher Yu, my name is Fan Shouying, I teach history at Jiangyang No. 1 Middle School, and I am also the vice president of our school's calligraphy club. Is Ms. Yu a preschool teacher? The preschool students are all gentle and patient, and Teacher Yu is a gentle person at first glance. ”

He glanced at Lin Qinghe again, heart, such a beautiful child, he actually started to engage in those false things, it is really unancient!

However, he smiled on his face: "Teacher Yu's student is Zhong Lingyu's beautiful generation at a glance, and he has been trained by Teacher Yu, so he will definitely be able to shine in this competition." ”

Fan Shouying had heard Yang Xiuming show off to him, his junior sister was still in preschool, how good her calligraphy was, and how good her painting was.

Of course, he didn't believe it.

A six-year-old kid, I'm afraid I can't even recognize a few words, where can I talk about calligraphy?

However, now, seeing such a beauty as Yu Fei, he praised Lin Qinghe with a clear conscience.

Lin Qinghe couldn't help but smile and glanced at Fan Shouying, is this a fancy to her teacher Yu? The skills of this flirtatious girl are too frustrating.

She has seen Teacher Yu's boyfriend Yuan Yan, just looking at the external image, but it is much stronger than the Teacher Fan in front of her, and it is impossible for Teacher Yu to look down on him.

Yu Fei humbled two sentences, and there was no sentence to deal with Fan Shouying.

At this end, Ding Lingling reached out to pinch Lin Qinghe's face, but Lin Qinghe avoided it, she called out "oops", "Sister Lin, pinch me, originally Yang Xiuming, how cute you looked, I didn't believe it, but now I believe it, it's too cute, I want to take it back and be my sister." ”

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