138, I'm really a rich second generation (eighth shift)
Leaders at all levels in the province have come, and several bigwigs in the education system are sitting on one side of the rostrum, and most of the outstanding student cadres selected from all over the country are sitting behind the tables of the other three parties, with excited expressions.
Even the principals who are on the side of power and want to be in the wind can only sit in the back row and serve as guardians for outstanding student cadres.
It's a Youth Day-themed event, and the specifications are still very high.
The leaders are also very kind, caring for the healthy growth of the younger generation, and talking humorously to let the outstanding student cadres briefly introduce themselves.
I don't know if the other principals told the young people what to say in advance, but at this time, Principal Fan didn't speak, leaned back in his chair and looked at everyone around him with a simple smile.
Ningzhou No. 2 Middle School, which is one of the top 20 super middle schools in the country, has been transferred to the Ningzhou education system or the Standing Committee team several times, but he has not moved, but it is nothing if he is put in the province, and as for entering Beijing, it is not worth mentioning.
So in this kind of scene, you can't see the momentum of Principal Fan's words in the second middle school.
Wan Changsheng was also looking at it, the kind that watched coldly, but his small eyes were full of energy.
What are the officials like, what are the big leaders like, and you can occasionally see the city leaders who come to inspect and feel in the Guanyin Temple, but they are not as real as those seen in this kind of scene.
Have you ever heard that kind of elementary school students reading texts, and now you can see those outstanding student cadres, thanking the training at all levels with such emotional expressions and tones.
This is also a scene that is difficult to see in school, classrooms, and even society on weekdays.
Wan Changsheng is carefully appreciating, how can he paint vividly without observing these things?
The most important thing is that at the end of that row of officials, there is Du Wen's father!
Why is the world so small?
But by chance, with inevitability, even if there are hundreds of millions of people in Shuchuan Province, the affairs of the education system will always come here in circles.
Although he looked like a small leader sitting on the edge of the official, Wan Changsheng must have understood that real power is much more powerful than any false position.
At this time, I can only try to pretend that I don't see, and focus on observing the others.
It's a weird feeling.
Wan Changsheng didn't even want to cling to these big leaders, let alone get any benefits from Du Wen's father.
But more than 20 outstanding student cadres from all over the province must be Wan Changsheng's turn.
He was probably in the tenth place, that is, at the very edge of the leadership seat, diagonally opposite Mr. Du.
The last dressed national costume smiled and signaled to him, and Wan Changsheng simply learned to turn the fixed microphone button in front of him: "Hello everyone, I am Wan Changsheng from Ningzhou No. 2 Middle School, I am studying art, traditional art, so my request to myself is to be brave in the dark, pursue the flash of human beings, and do not give up responsibility, conscience and ...... Warmly, thank you. ”
Compared with the previous speeches that everyone tried to show themselves and impress the leader, Wan Changsheng was too simple, but it was also too straightforward.
Excellent people must be smart, but they are too thoughtful to thank one by one, diluting the gold content of their short speeches, even if they are thinking about trying not to be the same, want to bring forth the new, but it is rare to stand on this kind of stage Young people still suffer from gains and losses, do not dare to cross the thunder pool half a step as comprehensive as possible, and do not dare to be unconventional and show off casually.
Only Wan Changsheng, who didn't care at all, thought of what to say.
Unexpectedly, the leader on the opposite seat immediately smiled and applauded: "Yes, yes, young people should have this mentality, so where does this classmate's request come from?" ”
The students in front of them were so envious that their saliva was about to come out, you must know that these more than ten people basically said one after another, the leaders on the opposite side just nodded and smiled as if they were listening, and occasionally someone looked down at their mobile phones or counted the tea leaves intently.
Now the seven or eight leaders sitting opposite each other are looking at Wan Changsheng with great interest, no matter what, this deep impression is left, right?
The estimation behind me also hurriedly urged myself in my heart, thinking of something, saying something different, thank you for the leadership of this handsome Korean small-eyed guy, now it is simply pointing out a way for everyone!
But some of them inevitably retreated, oops, the next thing is to answer the question?
This is like a college student's thesis defense, if you read the book steadily, although you are not impressed, you will not make mistakes, there are questions and answers, and the probability of mistakes is too great, so don't be so showy at this time, right?
This is a true portrayal of gains and losses.
Wan Changsheng didn't, he just felt it, so he had to think about where this kind of deep-rooted inspiration in his mind came from, whether it was to bite the text and chew the words to show off the style and bones of the ancient Chinese literati, or ......
He chose to tell the story: "I come from a temple village in the countryside of Ningzhou, my ancestors used to be a monk, once he went out to run errands in the field, it happened that Zhang Xianzhong took the soldiers and horses to fight us, and there was no food to find the temple to ask, but the monks thought that these grains were given to the soldiers and horses, and many people died in the attack on Rong, so they would rather burn it than promote this kind of killing, Zhang Xianzhong killed everyone in a fit of anger, and when my ancestors rushed back, all the mountains and fields saw were temple ruins and corpses, That's how the education I received since I was a child has been passed down, to do things with kindness, not to flatter the powerful, and to help the people around me as much as possible with benevolent, righteous and moral words and deeds, that's all. ”
In front of a row of high-powered leaders, saying that he is not flattering to the powerful, even Principal Fan, who is sitting behind him, is estimated to be a big groove in his heart, and the young man just doesn't guard the door!
But the leaders on the other side laughed completely, and the atmosphere was suddenly lively, and the one who should be regarded as the highest position asked: "Ningzhou...... It seems that there is a temple of Guanyin, right? ”
Wan Changsheng nodded: "Yes, it's that Guanyin Temple, I have been growing up in that village." ”
was obviously dressed like a Korean Oba by Secretary Zhang, but he exposed himself to be scum.
The other side suddenly realized: "And this history? First time I heard about it, first time, first time ......"
"I've been, Guanyin Temple...... It seems that there is a mountain of tombstones behind the temple, which is used to commemorate this event? ”
Wan Changsheng nodded again: "Well, there are three hundred and twenty-four tombstones, and by the way, many inscriptions and carvings have also been recorded, and my art enlightenment is all there." ”
At this time, almost everyone will pick up the personal introduction about Wan Changsheng and look at it.
The deeds of each outstanding student cadre must have been sorted out and put on the table of the leaders, the first place in the national professional school examination, because of the poor family 638 points did not go to college, and now repeat it, but there are lectures of thousands of students who guide others......
It may come to mind how hard this young man in front of him is to earn money in class, just to raise tuition?
If Wan Changsheng drove that million-dollar luxury car, it would definitely make this perception reversed.
But no matter who looks at him now, what may come to mind is the bitterness and bitterness behind this gentle and calm big boy, which must only be known to him.
Under such conditions, he can still maintain a peaceful mind, draw the tireless words of the blackboard newspaper, and refine the changes of the times on the murals, which can only be said to be young and old.
Wan Changsheng was selected as an excellent starting point, and it was this mural, a painting that was extremely politically correct.
Moreover, this starting point is based on quality education, and the above orders have repeatedly demanded that local education departments strengthen quality education.
What's really up to it?
So the impression score of this poor student is too high.
But in fact, Wan Changsheng should probably shout in his heart: "I am really a rich second generation ......"
Well, in fact, he should look down on the rich second generation, how many generations of Lao Tzu has been in the temple.
You're all scumbags!
However, Wan Changsheng still took the gentle and elegant route on the whole, and he would never have such an arrogant posture.
But Mr. Du, who was diagonally diagonal, finally pulled the microphone head in front of him and spoke.