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Then, this Principal Yan came to the window, opened the window, and looked at the vast sky in the distance, the faint moonlight sprinkled on the campus, making the already dilapidated campus even more dilapidated, he frowned, and sighed.

Let the cool breeze pour in, blowing the window "creak" and rattle.

It was already the middle of the night, and the preoccupied Principal Yan went to bed, he lay on the bed tossing and turning, his mind was full of messy things, and he couldn't sleep, so he said to himself: "No, I have to go to the door tomorrow, and I have to inquire about some things in person." ”

Early the next morning, the sky was slightly white, and Principal Yan got up.

After washing, he deliberately shaved his beard, combed his hair, changed into new shoes and new clothes, stuffed a piece of dry cake into the document bag, and hurried out of the dormitory with the document bag and came to the door of Xiaojing's room.

This Principal Yan tried to knock on the door several times, but finally withdrew his hand, he was not worried about disturbing Qiao Xiaojing's dream, he knew that Qiao Xiaojing had woken up, what he was worried about was that he didn't know how to face her after knocking on the door.

He stood outside the door and said that for the sake of the start of the next semester, he would go to the education commissioner Hu Yitian to ask for advice in person, and said that the key to the kitchen door was placed on the windowsill, and finally told Qiao Xiaojing to get some food for himself after getting up, so he turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, Principal Yan seemed to remember something again, turned around and came back and explained: "I may not be able to come back until later, I can eat when I should eat, don't wait for me to come back." ”

Qiao Xiaojing, who was staying in the room, heard everything that Principal Yan explained outside, but did not respond.

After Principal Yan left, Qiao Xiaojing walked out of the house, took two breaths of cool air, moved her muscles and bones, and suddenly thought that Principal Yan said that she had something to consult the education commissioner in person, and she was suddenly curious---- she thought, could it be that this Principal Yan was for drunken and disorderly things, and she was puzzled because of a promise before the holiday, that she had good teaching performance, and went to apply for praise......

Qiao Xiaojing thought about it for a long time, and finally shook her head and went to the toilet.

And since Principal Na Yan left the school gate, he walked very fast along the way, almost without a moment's pause.

Before noon, Principal Yan came to a large courtyard, which was obviously better built than his school.

The rows of brick houses are neat and orderly, and the walls are all made of white plaster, which looks very clean. The door has not faded after the red paint, and it looks very new. There are many poplar and locust trees planted on both sides of the road, which is very lush and full of life.

The various flowers in the open space have not yet withered, and the courtyard is dotted with beautiful scenery.

The atmosphere is also much better than the school, there are only two people in the school during the holidays, and people come and go here from time to time to pass him, no need to look, just feel that this is a public office.

Principal Yan looked respectful, and when he saw someone whether he knew him or not, he would take the initiative to smile and show his goodwill.

When he arrived at the second row of houses, he carried the document bag under his armpit in his hand, still smiling, walked up to a man who was smoking, and whispered, "Excuse me, brother, do you know where the education commissioner's office is?"

The man glanced at Principal Yan and shook his head very coldly.

Principal Yan slowed down, looked around as he walked, and saw a person coming out of an office, so he took two steps and expressed his intention to this person, who brought him to the door of the education commissioner's office, stretched his head inside, and shouted, "Commissioner Hu, someone is looking for you." ”

Principal Yan also put his head in and watched, the door was open, and there was no one outside.

"Come in!" suddenly came a voice from within.

The man motioned for Principal Yan to go in, and he nodded to the man again and again, and then timidly entered the back room.

At this time, Qiao Xiaojing started cooking, and after a while, thick smoke rushed out of the windows and doors, and her face was already as black as the bottom of the pot, her mouth was like the stomach of a toad, blowing on Chai He, accompanied by a cough.

After finally cooking a meal, she looked for her own dishes and chopsticks, but she couldn't find anything, and suddenly remembered that she had placed it in Principal Yan's office during the previous meal, so she came to the principal's office.

When she was about to leave with her own dishes and chopsticks, she accidentally saw that Principal Yan's desk drawer, which was usually never locked, was locked, she hesitated for a moment, and then thought that a postman had come two days ago, and then Principal Yan's mood seemed to be a little wrong, and today she was in a hurry to see the education commissioner, it wouldn't be because she was going to leave next semester!

Thinking of this, Qiao Xiaojing's heart couldn't be quiet anymore, she kept looking at the lock on the drawer, and finally stretched out her hand, when she grabbed the lock, it may be that Principal Yan was in a hurry, the lock actually popped open, she breathed a sigh of relief, took off the lock, and opened the drawer.

The drawer was full of books, nothing else, in curiosity, Qiao Xiaojing took out the book, and suddenly a letter fell on the ground, she picked up the letter, thinking that this letter might be the one sent by the postman two days ago, what important letter still needs to be locked? Then, she carefully took out the letter and read it sneakily.

When she carefully read the letter, Qiao Xiaojing, who looked a little embarrassed, sat down, her hands trembled, and the envelope fell to the ground, her eyes did not take off the letter, she just bent down and touched the ground with one hand, holding the envelope in her hand.

Qiao Xiaojing's eyes were full of anger, the expression on her face became more and more serious, and she was more and more hideous, her teeth were biting her fingers fiercely, as if she had seen a great horror.

In the end, Qiao Xiaojing actually made the usual move that men often make when they are angry--- clenched her fists tightly, slammed her fist, slammed it on the table, and heard her teeth rattle.

This Qiao Xiaojing kept panting, and after about half an hour, she packed the letter again, hid it in a book, put the other books neatly into the drawer, sorted out the drawer with memory, and then gently pressed the lock, locked the door of Principal Yan's office, and walked towards the kitchen with dishes and chopsticks.

Principal Yan had already entered the back of Commissioner Hu's office and was sitting quietly on the sofa.

I saw that opposite him sat a middle-aged man of the same age, with a beard, with a square face, wearing a pair of eyes, looking very gentle and elegant, this person was the education commissioner Hu Yitian.

The boring and bored Principal Yan looked around the furnishings in the room, and he saw that the room here was slightly smaller than the outer room, but the sofa, coffee table, tea set and other supplies were readily available, but it was smaller than the desk outside, but there was an extra single folding bed.

After a while, Commissioner Hu was busy, put down his pen, took off his glasses, and walked over, without saying a word, he hugged Principal Yan.

The two sat down, chatted a few words, and got to the point of conversation.

"After reading the letter you forwarded to me, I have been very worried for a few days, and all kinds of questions have tormented me so much that I can't eat and can't sleep at night, you say that this Japanese is too bold, unscrupulous on the territory of Zhang Zuolin, dare to do anything, and Zhang Zuolin was blown up to death. What happened in what years?" Principal Yan was like a student, sitting respectfully across from Commissioner Hu.

Commissioner Hu frowned and glanced at Principal Yan, his mouth was half open, he hesitated for a few seconds, picked up the glasses on the table with his right hand, and crushed the legs of his glasses, which kept churning in front of Principal Yan's eyes like grasshoppers in the hands of children.

Commissioner Hu pondered slightly, sat up straight again, leaned on the seat with his back steady, his astigmatism eyes aimlessly forward, blurred and confused, the muscles on his face beat from time to time, his lazy eyelids didn't want to open, and his lips trembled from time to time, but this could not hide the heaviness of Commissioner Hu's heart.

It is not difficult to see that he has a secret in his heart, and he is in a dilemma.

"This has nothing to do with the courage of the Japanese," Commissioner Hu finally spoke, "it should be ambition, and it is more appropriate to be ambitious." News came from Nanjing and Shanghai, saying that the Japanese had not reached an intention to cooperate with Zhang Dashuai, and that it had become a stumbling block to Japan's expansion in Northeast China, and that the Japanese had been killed. This incident occurred in June of the 17th year of the Republic of China, which is only a few months away. ”

"You're right, it's ambition, it's ambition!" Principal Yan stretched out his thumb sincerely, "So, there is no Zhang Dashuai in the northeast, and there is no helmsman, and it has become a plate of scattered sand, won't you let others slaughter it?"

"There is also the young marshal, Zhang Xueliang, the son of Zhang Dashuai. Commissioner Hu said lightly, "Although he is young, he has a considerable position in the army, and people from all walks of life soon gathered around him, and he actually controls the Northeast Army." It can be said that Tohoku has not completely fallen into the hands of the Japanese, but ......"

"But what?" Principal Yan looked at Commissioner Hu with suspicious eyes.

"But I'm afraid that situation won't last long. Commissioner Hu sighed.

"Isn't there another Zhang Xueliang?" Principal Yan didn't understand Commissioner Hu's meaning, "He has someone with a gun in his hand, how can it not last long, and organize people to drive the Japanese out of the Northeast and out of China, isn't it over?"

"It's a shame that you're still the head of the first school," Commissioner Hu said disdainfully, "how can you have such a naïve idea, you think that the Japanese devils are cats or dogs, and that stick scares and scares them, just drive them away, they are well-trained soldiers, and they have been planning for a long time, how can they be driven out of China casually?"

"Besides," Commissioner Hu paused, closed the door of the outhouse, and whispered, "This Zhang Xueliang has changed banners, and has become a member of the Nanjing government, and now obeys the orders of the Nanjing government, as if the top priority is not to deal with the Japanese devils, to avenge his Lao Tzu, nor to recover the great rivers and mountains of the Northeast, but to eliminate the Communist Party, which is getting bigger and stronger." ”

"The Wo Kou invaded our country and bullied my compatriots," Principal Yan said angrily, "these beasts should be solved now, as for the Communist Party, after all, we are Chinese, it is equivalent to our own people, solve the Wo Kou, and it is not too late to close the door and solve it." ”

"You really have been in a small place for too long," Commissioner Hu shook his head and pointed at Principal Yan, "The frog at the bottom of the well is short-sighted! Think about it, if you don't even put out the fire in your own backyard, and the fire gets bigger and bigger, where will you get the effort to do other things? To paraphrase the Nanjing government, this is called 'the outside must first be at home', this is a national policy, it is politics, do you understand?"

Principal Yan let out a long sigh and shook his head helplessly.

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