The darkness of the night slowly dissipated, and the daylight slowly returned. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's early morning again, the autumn breeze is no longer hot, the morning air is cool again, the sun and the moon alternate, the seasons change, and countless insects end their short lives, falling next to the eggs or weeds, and becoming a small pile of insignificant fertilizer nutrients; There are countless birds that perceive the approach of winter, and in the direction of their ancestors' migration, they drag their families and families to fly away.

The time was very early, and a faint red halo had just been revealed in the distant sky, and in the armed forces department of Furong District of Qingcheng, there were many insects and birds, and the buildings that were obviously older seemed to be quieter and quieter.

At the same time, because of the long period of construction, the Armed Forces Department occupies an extremely wide area, and there is a distance of 100 meters from the entrance alley to the first building of the Armed Forces Department, which is enough to make the street vendors talking and car horns honking in the early morning become the faint whispers of the Armed Forces Department.

There was silence everywhere, and the corridors between the buildings of the Ministry of Armed Forces were no exception, except for the occasional few pieces of sand that had managed to escape the morning and evening sweeps, and confetti that had also survived the early morning breeze rolling back and forth.

The breeze was blowing, the leaves were swaying, and time passed quietly, until the distant red glow of the sky gradually brightened, and finally the first glimmer of yellow light was produced, which clinged to the position at the end of the corridor of the bart, and the firing pin in some circular mechanism finally waited for the command to wake up.

In the next moment, a long series of loud and piercing bells suddenly rang, suddenly breaking the silence that had lasted for a long time.

As if the stones had been thrown into the calm water, and like water droplets splashing into the hot oil pot, several buildings on the east side of the Ministry of Armed Forces immediately resounded one after another, shouting, shouting, or whispering, or asking a long series of noises, this series of goodbye to last night was not over, and another bed was beating, the water was hitting, objects were falling, shoe uppers were wiping the floor, and so on, and the sound of announcing the beginning of a new day also followed.

In the midst of the uproar in all directions, only on the east side of the armed forces, the top floor of a building with the obvious longest age was a little quieter, and next to the corridor with an exceptionally old color, the sound of movement and washing from several houses was much thinner than the sound of other buildings or other floors.

It was here, when most of the other rooms were still busy and hectic in the early morning, that the first old wooden door on the right side of the staircase was slowly pushed open against the floor, and a man dressed in a slightly fat and short height stepped into the hallway.

"Teacher Xu, so early."

The short and fat man who walked up the corridor had just taken his second breath of fresh air, and on the right side of the corridor, another door was gently pushed open, and a woman in a light blue coat walked out of the door, waving her hand to say hello to the man.

"Principal Zhou, morning."

The man who walked up to the corridor was Xu Hua, who was transferred from the main school in time when the Xiangcheng Computer School showed signs of development, and the woman who had just walked out of the room was Zhou Qi, who had arrived at the Xiangcheng Computer School years ago, and when he heard the sound of greeting, Xu Hua turned his head, nodded slightly, and looked at the empty compound of the Ministry of Armed Forces again, took a deep breath, faced the rising sun, and his chest rose and fell.

This kind of situation is staged almost every day, and Zhou Qi doesn't care, let alone ask Xu Hua whether he is cultivating or maintaining health, he just shakes his head and smiles, closes the door carefully, walks out of the corridor, and steps down the stairs step by step.

"Teacher Zhou, it's early."

"Teacher Zhou, it's early."

Walking down a few steps, the students on the third floor were either lining up to wash, or crowding, the speed was a little slow, but at this time, there were also many young men and women who pushed open the door, and saw Zhou Qi walking down the steps, or holding towels or holding washbasins, most of the students slowed down and turned their heads.

Along the way, Zhou Qi didn't stop, only nodded and smiled, until he reached the left side of the second floor, Zhou Qi slowly slowed down, so that the sound of the soles of his shoes stepping on the steps was much lessened.

This is a habitual move, the reason is very simple, walking down a few steps again, just saw the guardrail of the corridor on the second floor, Zhou Qi also saw a few students who got up and washed, and had already picked up books or notes, and were leaning on the balcony silently.

"Teacher, early."

"Early, early."

Zhou Qi's smile became more and more cordial, compared to "Principal Zhou", Zhou Qi obviously preferred the title of "Teacher Zhou", if it was like this, even the surname was omitted, Zhou Qi's mood would be more cheerful.

Because, Zhou Qi has already understood very well that all the skills that he, the "teacher", spent two years to learn, and now the students of Xiangcheng Computer School almost only need to spend about two weeks to fully master, and the ability to use and adapt is definitely not worse than his own.

As a principal of Xiangcheng Computer School, Zhou Qi knew that he should be quite happy about such a situation, because it happened to prove the unimaginable teaching ability of Xiangcheng Computer School.

However, as a student who once studied at Xiangcheng School, as a student who had worked hard and seized every minute of time to study seriously, but finally found that he had almost wasted two years of time in vain, Zhou Qi's mood naturally did not have much joy and happiness.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qi has also walked out of the corridor and stepped on a small flat at the bottom of the building, it is late autumn, Zhou Qi walked forward slowly, and the crisp sound of stepping on fallen leaves was heard from time to time under his feet, and most of the surrounding messy lawns had turned into a withered yellow color, only a few inches of rough cement floor, and a few stubborn weeds, shaking back and forth against the cold wind in the morning.

Perhaps because of his thoughts, the precious small piece of green in late autumn just jumped into Zhou Qi's field of vision, and an ancient saying instantly jumped into Zhou Qi's heart: blue is blue, and it is better than blue.

Yes, the blue is out of the blue, and it is better than the blue.

Most countries on the planet have similar ancient sayings, and most teachers on the planet probably regard this ancient language as the direction of their efforts to teach their students.

However, if these teachers met the troubles that Zhou Qi was facing at this time, they would probably also frown tightly and smile helplessly:

Every student is better than the blue, and the school can't find a worse object than themselves!

There was almost no exaggeration in this description, and when he walked out of the small flat under the building on the east side, several buildings of the Armed Forces Department, the courtyard enclosed by the building, and the plants and flowers around the courtyard immediately fell into Zhou Qi's field of vision. It was early in the morning, just like Chinese characteristics, when almost all the students of Xiangcheng Computer School got up, most of the original residents of the Armed Forces Department were still asleep, and several private cars belonging to the residents of the Armed Forces Department were also safe and sound, and at the same time, they were parked in various corners of the yard.

Yes, sparsely.

This description is actually very unfair to the vehicles parked in the Ministry of Armed Forces, because the object that Zhou Qi uses for reference is also in her field of vision, only across the gate of the Ministry of Armed Forces, from the entrance of the Ministry of Armed Forces to the alleys connecting the streets.

Originally, the alley was at least eight meters wide, but since half a year ago, as soon as it is seven o'clock in the morning, or rather, as soon as the bell of the Sosei Computer School is about to ring, the width of the alley will immediately shrink by half, and it will be filled with all kinds of private cars parked on both sides, until nine o'clock in the evening, or rather, until the bell of the Sosei Computer School rings again, the alley will not return to its original width.

As the situation accumulated, some attentive Armed Forces residents even noticed that the center and sides of the alley, due to the extremely uneven hours of daylight, had even developed two very different colors.

As you can imagine, such a situation has naturally caused all kinds of troubles to the residents of the armed forces.

Needless to say, during the day, the originally spacious avenue becomes a path; Needless to say, every day at 7 a.m. and 9 p.m., there will be two traffic jams here; Not to mention the small stall vendors that followed, how much noise was generated by shouting all day long.

Just think about it, most of the time, every morning when you go out, or go home in the evening, you have to pass through a long line of "Mercedes", "BMW" or "Audi" "Hyundai", "Toyota" or "Crown", because of the narrow road----, you have to be careful, slowly and slowly pass by the heads of the ---- Armed Forces, and your heart will always be depressed for a long time.

What is even more depressing is that the Ministry of Armed Forces, a military organization, certainly does not allow foreign vehicles to enter and exit at will according to regulations, nor does it allow such a long queue of convoys to appear outside the door.

However, as long as you look at the brands of these vehicles outside the door, anyone knows the owners of these vehicles, most of them are people with rich wealth and broad connections in Qingcheng, of course, there are also many people who are more wealthy and have more extensive connections from outside, but due to lack of experience, often the time points to eight or nine o'clock, and the bell of Xiangcheng Computer School also rings for the third and fourth times, these poor guys, and their eyes are red and driving the vehicle. I hurriedly wandered around the streets and alleys near the Ministry of Armed Forces, but in despair I found that everywhere where I could park was already filled with all kinds of high-end private cars that are rarely seen in ordinary times.

Hundreds of such people came together, and even if the heads and brains of the armed forces department studied in the most serious way they usually did---- that is, they thought with their feet and made decisions with their buttocks---- they would choose to turn a blind eye. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )