Another week passed, and Lin Ximeng's letter sank into the sea, and there was no news. She couldn't hold her breath anymore, so she had to muster up the courage to ask Liu Daguang.

According to her character, this would have been impossible. With her talent, to go to the sea in such a company with no reliable strength, do you still need to beg him to fail?

However, deep down in her heart, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will never give up easily.

"Hello, Mr. Liu!"

"Thank you Teacher Lin, it's okay, Xiao Zhong, look who's coming." Miss Zhong jumped out.

This is Liu Daguang's waiter recruited from other places, 20 years old this year, although he looks rustic, but he is still Peugeot, because he is favored by Liu Daguang, he is proud of that group of waiters, and even walks up and down.

As soon as Miss Zhong saw Lin Ximeng, she exclaimed, "Ouch, it's Teacher Lin, how can you have time?" Brother Liu, look at Mr. Lin, how beautiful she is. Since I came to your Wutong, I have never found a more beautiful one than Mr. Lin. Mr. Lin, look at your clothes, it's just ...... Wow! Where did you buy it? How much? ……”

"Okay, okay," Liu Daguang interrupted her and ordered,

"You can make a cup of tea for Mr. Lin, it's okay." Liu Daguang took Lin Ximeng to a couple room and said, "I was just about to ask you these days, how is the Red Star Decoration Company?" Lin Ximeng smiled and said, "It's not good." ”

"Do you think the company is too small? But I don't think it's about the size of the company, as long as it can ......."

"No," Lin Ximeng interrupted him,

"It's not that I think the company is too small, it's that the company thinks I'm too small."

"What?" Liu Daguang stood up abruptly and asked,

"They think of you?"

"Who knows, there's no response anyway." Liu Daguang walked out. Miss Zhong brought the tea over, and Lin Ximeng asked, "What about Mr. Liu?" ”

"On the phone." Liu Daguang came back and said, "Lao Fan is on a business trip. Lin Ximeng smiled. Liu Daguang said dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter with this old Fan? He clearly told me to help him find talent. ”

"How did you meet him?"

"That year he came back from the army to hold an art exhibition, and we met. It's been years since then, though. There was no contact with each other during this period. He and a few friends came to my place for dinner the other day and recognized each other. He said that he had just returned from the army and set up a decoration company, and Lao Fan asked everyone to introduce the decoration project, joking that there was a commission or something. My sister was here that day. ”

"How do you mention mine?"

"When he came to dinner for the second time, he asked me to recommend him the right talent. My sister listened, you know, my sister often came to help me after my divorce, and she recommended you to him. ”

"What did you say?"

"Say that you are a teacher, graduated from Wutong Normal School, and self-taught junior college, and after graduating from junior college, I taught myself a book, and I also worked as a special reporter for a newspaper in Beijing, with extensive social contacts and very social talents...... Lin Ximeng is most jealous of others saying that she has social talents, and thinks that a woman has social talents

The suspicion of "courtesan", now listening to Liu Daguang tell Fan Tianfu that she has social talents, she seems to have been hit and understands something.

"Am I wrong?" Liu Daguang saw that her expression was a little wrong, and hurriedly asked.

"Forget it, I'd better go to Shanshan Fashion Company."

"I think you better wait first, since he is on a business trip...... Lin Ximeng smiled: Don't deceive yourself, Fan Tianfu is avoiding them.

At this moment, her self-esteem was brutally hurt, especially when she thought of her letter, which was simply playing the piano to the cow.

She couldn't help cursing in her heart: surnamed Fan, you are really eyeless! She suddenly thought again: Maybe it's those words

"My only purpose in the past few years is to make money" shocked him. If that was the case, she was so remorseful, because it wasn't what she meant to do, it was just to leave a way back for herself.

If Fan Tianfu couldn't even see this, he was really ignorant to the extreme. It can't be, it must not be for this reason.

So, what was the reason for him to change his mind overnight, or in a few days? How enthusiastic he was when she said she could consider going to him instead of Shanshan Fashion

"I'm waiting" these three words. And, throughout the night, how vividly he expressed himself.

When he returned to his office after dinner, he was almost a volcano, bursting into passionate words at her.

He even told her his secret: making money was not his goal, but a means to his end; His ultimate goal is painting.

Since it is no longer possible for him to become a commander who gallops across the field, he must become a well-known painting master at home and abroad.

A few years later, when he earned enough money, he went to the Central Academy of Fine Arts for further study, and even went to Europe for further study, and then went to various places to hold exhibitions...... How similar this was to her secret plan!

Although her purpose is not to paint but to literature, the means to achieve different ends, or how the path to different ends is so consistent.

When Fan Tianfu asked her why she went to the sea, she said that she thought that it was impossible for a person to make money for the sake of making money all his life, so he would become a tool to make money and a slave to money; However, there must be a period of time in a person's life, whether it is three years, or five or ten years, to make money for the sake of making money.

Only by engaging in the cause that one loves can one reach their maximum potential. And in this society, as long as you have enough money, you can go to the cause you love.

Thinking of this, she was relieved, even if he believed the words in the letter, he would not think that she was a mercenary woman, right?

Besides, he went to the sea to make money, so shouldn't he allow others to have this desire? So, what is the reason for this?

Lin Ximeng pondered and thought about it while walking back to the school, where the teacher was standing in front of the principal's office for an impromptu meeting.

She knew it was about the third grade class again. The issue of whether to reassign classes in the third year of junior high school has been studied for more than a month, and the leadership team and all teachers have formed two major factions that are in opposition to each other.

The reason for advocating the assignment is that the four classes go hand in hand, regardless of the focus, and the teachers are distracted, so they can't take care of so many students, not to mention that each class has a bunch of poor gods and evil ghosts, which disturbs the peace of the whole class, and the promotion rate is not good.

The opposition argument is that some students will lose their confidence in learning and lose hope of going on to higher education once they are assigned to a bad class, which may ruin a person's life, and they are resolutely opposed to destroying one part to protect another.

What's more, who will take the assigned business trip? Who will be the class teacher? Therefore, research and study have been held, and meetings have been held countless times, but opinions cannot be unified.

Lin Ximeng only listened to the old principal quickly read out the results: two key classes, an ordinary class, and a pull class, also known as

"Death Squad Squad"; The death squad class is personally commanded by Mu Hongkuan, director of the teaching office, as the class teacher, Lin Ximeng in the language class, and ...... in the political class The only requirement for the death squad class is to be able to keep it, so that they can graduate some time early.

In the first class after the class, Lin Ximeng just walked into the classroom, only to feel that there was a commotion in front of him, and when he looked at it, he guessed boxing, smoked, scolded his mother, there was a miasma, and the teaching desk was gone.

Lin Ximeng was surprised, and there was a yin and yang strange voice behind the classroom: "Please look up!" She looked up, only to find that the desk was hanging from a beam, watching the farce of the injustice of the world with three legs down (the other leg was missing).

She walked mechanically towards that

The "sacred" podium looks around the classroom. The only thing she felt was wanting to cry. Yes, it is not for nothing that the students are collectively fighting and making noise, she is not angry about this, she is pitying them, and she is pitiful from the bottom of her heart.

Her heart was dripping blood, and her eyes were filled with tears. She was just as insulted in personality as they were.

"Students, please be quiet." Her voice was astringent, and tears were rolling in her eyes. After a pause, he waited for the classroom to be quiet for a while, and then continued: "I will take the Chinese in our class." First of all, I will never laugh at, despise or look down on you, because I am not a good teacher, and if I were a good teacher, I would not be placed in this class. "There was silence in the classroom.

She couldn't go on, and the only girl in the front row, as soon as she entered the classroom, none of them raised their heads, and at this time they fell on the desk and sobbed loudly.

Soon after the lecture began,

One after another, the "planes" flew over the rooftops,

The "cigarette tube" began to smoke heavily, talking, laughing, playing, making trouble, playing cards, and guessing boxing...... The whole nine yards.

She couldn't go on, glaring at them resentfully. At this time, a tall boy stood up from the back of the classroom, and walked towards the door of the classroom angrily, Lin Ximeng shouted: "Huang Yifeng! What are you doing? ”

"Get out!"

"Out of ...... What are you going out for? ”

"You don't talk about it here, just go out."

"You...... How do you know I don't tell? ”

"And you're going to tell me?"

"You...... You...... Do you like to listen? ”

"How do you listen if you don't talk about it?"

"You...... You...... You don't listen to me...... How do I say it? ”…… Another boy got up from the back of the classroom and walked out.

Lin Ximeng's blood rushed to his brain, and he couldn't speak. Lin Ximeng's face was burning, and the tears were controlled and controlled, and they still flowed out surgingly.

The classroom was as silent as death. Lin Ximeng returned to the office, lay on the desk, and cried, it was useless for anyone to come and persuade him.

The next morning, she was lying in bed, unable to get up, Zhuo Qi repeatedly urged and persuaded her, but she just didn't listen.

Her heart was distorted by the poor gods and evil spirits; I was confused by the old principal's philosophy, which influenced teaching because she was studying.

When she went to work, she made up a leave note: she was sick and took a day off. It was given to the principal.

"What's wrong?" The old headmaster stopped her.

"I'm sick." She gestured for a fake note. The old headmaster shortened his elongated face and said, "Don't go yet." She stood expressionless.

The old principal stood up with a smile on his face, with a helpless expression: "Alas, I know what happened the day before yesterday, I can't blame you, these students, you must not be angry with them." ”

"Humph! Grading is ridiculous in itself. Lin Ximeng replied in his heart. When she returned to the office, Mu Hongkuan was holding a junior high school teacher meeting, and the central topic was giving

Teachers in the "death squad" class should also take it seriously, and should not give a brief lecture just because they are in a bad class.

These few words detonated Lin Ximeng's anger that she had nowhere to vent, and she refuted angrily: "Who doesn't want to take classes seriously? How to be serious? Distort the child's mind, but also make them accept it calmly. Who is to blame for the change that we are not the students, and the unreasonable class assignment is the root cause of this situation? Lin Ximeng grabbed the white and made everyone look at each other, and the meeting broke up unhappily.

Before going to bed at night, Lin Ximeng brought this matter to Zhuo Qihe. Zhuo Qi immediately jumped up and came towards her like a storm, and even scolded her for being uneducated and losing her conscience, forcing her to apologize to Teacher Mu and admit her mistakes.

She denied it. She really didn't really go to Teacher Mu. Since Mu Hongkuan was transferred to this school, she feels relied on, and now just because he is the school leader, she can't give her opinion?

Zhuo Qi didn't give up, and criticized her for more than an hour, the more she listened, the more angry she became, and finally roared angrily: "I don't like to listen to it anymore!" ”

"Don't like to hear it? Unless you promise to apologize and admit your mistake! ”

"Humph! I'm not going towards him. ”

And so it turned out! Do you listen? Are you going to say it? ”

"Don't say it!"

"To say or not to say?" An angry Zhuo Qi poked his finger into her forehead.

"Don't say it!"

"You! How did you get into this image? ”

"I'm going to defend myself! I can't be bullied! ”

"Are you a fool? Can Teacher Mu bully you? ”

"I know he's not bullying me, but others are bullying me!"

"Others bully you, you go to others, why do you go to Teacher Mu? What is wrong about him? Besides, as the director of teaching, he is not wrong to say this, people start from work, you have opinions to talk about individually, what are you doing like this? You're so unbelievable right now. Full of ** smell, she looks like she wants to fight at every turn, like a shrew! She was completely anxious, so she had to soften: "Don't say it, you don't have to be tired and panicked." Zhuo Qi calmed down a little anger, lay down again, let out a long breath, and said, "Because it's too difficult for me to educate as an educational object." The next morning, in front of everyone in the office, Lin Ximeng respectfully apologized to Mr. Mu.

Her tears poured into her stomach. Next, her teaching work was attacked and criticized by people, and the Education Bureau even came to investigate, which embarrassed the old principal and talked to her again and again.

On this day, Lin Ximeng stood on the podium (

The "death squad" class had a collective commotion that had to be mixed with the regular class and then split into two into two ordinary classes), and she was so sad that she was heartbroken, knowing that she was powerless to fight against anyone, unable to prove to anyone that she was dedicated to teaching.

She became the target of public criticism and was sent to the dock as a monster. People only hear and believe what she didn't do, but don't understand and believe what she did.

People take her shortcomings without distortion and enlarge them like enlarged photographs, several, dozens, or even hundreds of times infinitely, while turning a blind eye to her strengths.

She has never lost her conscience in teaching, and she believes that giving students a lot of knowledge that no other teacher can ever give.

To this day, she doesn't think that she is misleading people's children as people say, even if all the students in this class are her own children, she is also this kind of teaching, this kind of teaching.

Yes, she didn't have any words in the teacher's textbook, because she had already eaten the textbook thoroughly and was confident; In terms of writing texts, it is rare for her to review them, but her teaching of composition is very effective, which is recognized by everyone; As for her own study in class, it was purely slanderous and framed against her; Now, even if she never asks how much the prize money is, it has become one of her sins.

At the end of class, a girl gave her a note: Teacher: You are not a perfect person, let alone a great man, but you are the person I admire the most.

You may have been hit too hard, but the green pines after the snow are taller and more majestic. ight Li Lanlan she cried after reading it, a student made her cry with a small note, her student understood her, and that was enough.

Lin Ximeng was deeply moved by this understanding, tears flowed violently, she didn't want to stop it at all, this was the first time in several years to get a kind of tears that were understood.

The next day, she received another note: Dear Teacher Lin: We don't know how to comfort you, but we hope you don't feel sad.

People think you're weird, but we don't think you're weird. We know you well and you are a person worthy of our respect in our minds.

Students trust you, maybe this little piece of tissue paper will relieve your sad mood. You will always be a good teacher for us!

Looking at the note signed by more than 50 students in the class, Lin Ximeng was once again deeply moved by a sincere understanding.

However, Lin Ximeng still decided to leave these students. Education, she is no longer nostalgic for the profession of engineer of the human soul!

Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, from home to school, from school gate to home, year after year, day after day, there is no change, no characteristic.

It's been ten years, she's tired, she's tired, she wants to break out of this shackled life. She doesn't want to stay on the podium like this anymore, she doesn't want to cling to public office anymore, she doesn't want to be tied to her home anymore, listening to the moody Zhuo Qi dictate.

She wants to find a job that is completely new to her, improve her current life, improve everything she has now, or she will die.

There was still no news from Fan Tianfu. She couldn't wait any longer, even the last glimmer of hope was gone.

She submitted a leave of absence report to the school. She was also mentally prepared for the school's disapproval, and once she was not allowed, she resigned.

She let it go. A teacher happened to be on maternity leave and could take over her class after winter break, and the old principal agreed to it.

Lin Ximeng got the leave of absence agreement signed with the school and went to Shanshan Fashion Company. It was seventy miles away from the county seat, but she didn't care about it anymore.

She didn't hesitate. The boss was in his fifties, chubby, and very kind, and when he saw her coming, he smiled and couldn't close his mouth: "Teacher Lin, we finally waited for you." Lin Ximeng smiled.

"We don't think you're coming."

"The school only releases people during the summer vacation, and it is not moving when the work is ready. But this time I was lucky to have a teacher who had taken maternity leave to take over my lessons. ”

"It's our luck." The boss's eyebrows fluttered and he asked, "When will we sign the contract?" ”

"Anytime, I've brought it, I need you to see it." Lin Ximeng took out the contract that Zhuo Qi helped modify.

After reading it, the boss immediately said: "That's all, don't move, it's good." Let's sign it now, shall we? Lin Ximeng pondered for a moment and asked, "When will I come to work?" ”

"At any time, any day, we wish it was today."

"That's it, I'll officially report to work next Monday, and the contract will be signed on that day."

"It's a deal."