Chapter 43 Fortune and Misfortune are unpredictable
readx;? After talking to Principal Yan, Qiao Xiaojing was very excited, and on the way back to the dormitory, she felt that her whole body was much more relaxed, as if she had removed the invisible shackles from before, and was about to fly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
She was lying on the cold bed, her heart was warm, and her whole body was releasing heat.
The joy of being thawed was like a surging wave crashing on the shore, which would hit Qiao Xiaojing's heart from time to time, making her really feel happy. This happiness is a conscious emotion from the inside out, and she will laugh out loud without noticing.
This night, Qiao Xiaojing barely fell asleep. Instead of feeling sleepy, she felt empowered, and she wanted to get up right away, start preparing for the lessons she was about to teach, and devote all her energy to her new life.
Early the next morning, Qiao Xiaojing got up, although she couldn't do anything related to work at this moment.
She washed up briefly, opened the door that was rarely opened, and a cool breeze poured in, and she trembled involuntarily, but without hesitation, she raised her head and walked out of the house with firm steps.
The sky was slightly bright, Qiao Xiaojing was moving her muscles and bones, while scanning the scene in front of her--- at this moment, everything that came into her eyes seemed to be beautiful, and it made her feel very comfortable, even before she had always felt that this school was too small, small and pitiful, but now she didn't think so, she felt that although this school was small, it was just right......
After an hour, the sky really brightened, and then the teachers and students walked around the campus.
Qiao Xiaojing took a few steps in the direction of Principal Yan's office, and then stopped, she thought to herself, it was too abrupt to go to the principal like this, and it made the principal feel as if she couldn't wait, which was not good. Since classes have been arranged, the director of academic affairs will definitely notify you in advance, and the school will definitely have a clear plan for what to do.
In this way, Qiao Xiaojing returned to her dormitory. This time, instead of closing the door casually, she left it wide open, and she herself picked up a book from another bed, sat quietly on the edge of the bed and read it.
The bell rang for class, Qiao Xiaojing raised her head and looked outside, the door was as calm as ever, there was no movement.
The bell rang for the end of class, Qiao Xiaojing raised her head and looked outside the house again, the door was flammable and calm, and there was no movement.
Qiao Xiaojing looked at the book with some loss, and glanced out of the house from time to time.
Near noon, two female classmates came, they respectfully walked into the room, and the little girl who walked in front said in a low voice: "Principal Yan has arranged for someone to clean up Mr. Wang's office, and he asked the two of us to come and help you move things, and you will work and rest in Mr. Wang's office in the future." May I ask Mr. Qiao, what do you need us to do?"
"Teacher Qiao?" Qiao Xiaojing muttered in her heart, the muscles on her face wrinkled, and she said shyly, "In this way, I really don't know about this, since Principal Yan arranged it, then let's just pick it up, I don't have many things, except for the bedding, there is basically nothing." ”
Qiao Xiaojing said it well, because of the pain that she was eager to go out, it was no different from running for her life, just bringing something with you, how could she bring a lot, not to mention that she lost a lot of clothes along the way, and there are really no items at the moment, the most important item is just a set of bedding sent by her father Qiao Liang when she first arrived at this school a few years ago.
Two female students carried the rolled up futon, Qiao Xiaojing held some scattered items, and came to the office of the missing teacher Wang one after another, and the teacher and classmates all showed surprise when they saw this scene.
For the first time, Qiao Xiaojing lived in an office that only teachers could live in, and this office and dormitory was just one room. The house is old, the space is narrow, the house is less than 20 square meters, or the pure natural loess surface, probably due to long-term cleaning, there are depressions everywhere on the ground, but it is unusually clean, and you can't see the dust.
In the southwest corner of the back wall of the house, there is a washing shelf, which looks antique, but it looks like the house is not empty. There was an earthen kang in the southeast corner of the back wall, there was only a mat on the kang, and there was nothing else, Qiao Xiaojing spread out her original futon, cleaned the bed with her hands, and sat on the edge of the kang with a sigh.
This room has excellent light, there are windows on the front and back walls, and glass is also installed, the front windows are very large, the lighting is very good, in order to avoid someone peeping outside, the two edges below are pasted with white paper, but the white paper has long been yellowed, which shows that this room is very old. The rear window is small and high, slightly a foot from the roof, and a person of medium height cannot see the inside or outside when standing on a stool.
Qiao Xiaojing looked around the room and focused on the furnishings in the room, which were simple and old, but they were neatly arranged.
She saw a long table with drawers painted crimson but faded near the front window, because the floor was uneven, three of the four legs of the table were padded with broken tiles and small wooden blocks, and in the upper left corner of the table were placed a bottle of blue ink for writing handouts and a bottle of red ink for grading students' homework, and one of the ink was dipped in a bottle and reclined quietly in the bottle.
In the upper right corner of the desk are several books related to elementary school mathematics, and at the top is a crumpled first-grade mathematics textbook.
In the middle of the table, there is a book with a thread, the word "handout" written in willow script on the cover of the book is impressive, which makes people feel heavy, and the lower right corner of the cover is written in cursive with the owner of the book "Wang Wande".
Later, Qiao Xiaojing slowly walked to the window, looking out of the house through the open window, probably because of a change of angle, but also a change of mood, she saw that everything outside the window was not so desolate, even very beautiful, all kinds of bland decorations, the crampedness of the campus, and the dilapidated houses...... At this moment, it has become a pattern.
Then, Qiao Xiaojing stood against the table, looked at the ceilingless roof, and felt that the house was very creatively built, and the lack of ceiling just allowed to release the natural beauty to the fullest, and it complemented the old furniture in the house.
In short, Qiao Xiaojing had been in this room for half an hour, but she was still surprised from time to time--- she didn't dare to believe what was in front of her, or she didn't have the confidence to accept it all.
This Qiao Xiaojing thought that a day ago she was still sad and worried about where she was going, worried that she would fall into the rivers and lakes, and she was likely to become an outcast who would not be raised, but she didn't expect to live in this room where only teachers could live as a teacher, and there was an uncontrollable warm current in her heart, which hit her whole body, making her tremble with excitement.
Perhaps, Qiao Xiaojing's feeling at this moment is only when she lives in hell and suddenly descends into the haunting heaven without realizing it, such a person has this feeling!
Don't think this is an exaggeration, anyone who has had the same experience as Qiao Xiaojing, she will not think that my statement is exaggerated.
Changed her residence, at least she enjoyed the treatment of a teacher in terms of room and board, which made Qiao Xiaojing unable to sleep all night, in this silent night, she closed her eyes tightly, trying to deliberately control her thoughts, not to let her cranky, unfortunately, the clutter was like air, inadvertently came to her mind:
Qiao Xiaojing saw her mother Chunhua in that dim room, curled up alone, skinny, gray hair unkempt, numbly waiting for her inhuman husband, while her husband, the beast, was enjoying the joy of clouds and rain with other people's wives unscrupulously......
After a while, the figure of Teacher Wang Wande inadvertently appeared in Qiao Xiaojing's mind, he was cutting wood with his head down, and suddenly a vicious wolf appeared not far away, staring at him, just when Mr. Wang was so tired that he couldn't breathe, the wolf suddenly pounced, and Mr. Wang was immediately pounced on by the evil wolf, and then the evil wolf bit his neck......
Then, another scene came to Qiao Xiaojing's mind, she saw that he was accompanying the rotten old man Xue to buy medicine, but on the way, he met his stepfather Liu Ma, who came out of Hongxing's house in a hurry and had not yet put on his clothes......
All kinds of thoughts seemed to be out of Qiao Xiaojing's control, and they suddenly appeared at will, causing her to toss and turn, and finally survived until the rooster crowed.
Qiao Xiaojing stretched her waist, felt pain all over her body, and sat up with the discomfort.
At this time, it was still dark, so she lit the lamp and began to wash.
Just like when Qiao Xiaojing wiped her face, she inadvertently saw herself in the mirror, it was a haggard, even a somewhat sick face, her eyes were swollen, and her eyes were gray, she slapped her face a few times with a little hatred, and said to herself:
"The first day as a teacher is like this, not to mention that I am embarrassed to stand in front of the children to give a lecture, as long as I don't scare the students and don't even dare to go to school, it is already considered to burn high incense. ”
Qiao Xiaojing wiped the water off her face, pointed to herself in the mirror, and pouted: "Look at your turtle appearance, if you don't cheer up, you have become the children's teacher." ”
This Qiao Xiaojing sat at the desk, picked up the first-grade math textbook, she flipped through it randomly, her eyes didn't see the content of the book clearly at all, and even had a feeling of unease, she thought that she was a student yesterday, but today she was going to give a lecture to the children, and her heart was like fifteen buckets of water.
After breakfast, Qiao Xiaojing returned to her office, thinking about the scene of class in her heart, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning, and her expression was very rich.
The bell for class rang, and finally rang.
Principal Yan stood in front of the door of the classroom where Qiao Xiaojing was about to take classes, and when Qiao Xiaojing came, they walked into the classroom together.
Qiao Xiaojing stood at the door of the classroom with her head bowed like a student who was punished for being late, and Principal Yan introduced their new math teacher to the children on the podium very seriously, and asked the students to stand up to welcome the new teacher.
As a student, Qiao Xiaojing is very familiar with this kind of scene, but as a teacher, this is really the first time that a big girl has been in a sedan chair.
Timidity and shyness penetrated Qiao Xiaojing's whole body, and she was uncomfortable.
After Principal Yan left, Qiao Xiaojing trembled and opened Teacher Wang Wande's handout, and began to read the book to the students in a trembling voice. For the first ten minutes, Qiao Xiaojing almost lowered her head and muttered to herself, her voice so small that she might not even be able to hear it clearly. Then the playful students began to become active, and their voices obviously overshadowed the voice of Qiao Xiaojing, the teacher, which forced her to raise her head, and asked without confidence: "Be quiet, listen to my lecture!"
At this time, the children who were looking left and right sat upright again and had the posture that students should have.
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