Chen Lele was startled when he saw Meng Shi's "uncle", fell into the classroom with a bang, turned around and ran.

The first two steps were very fast, and the sneakers fell down the stairs, as if they were secretly tearing up the snack bag in the desk in class.

So she adhered to the idea that long pain is better than short pain, and ran faster.

……

The old principal retired after the Chinese New Year, and he knew in advance that he would succeed him, Huang Chonggao, the director of the Academic Affairs Office, so he had an additional hobby.

To be exact, I changed my hobby of playing ball with students in physical education class to walking around the campus with my hands behind my back.

He taught math and taught three classes in the graduating grade.

Not a class teacher, but hard enough.

So there's not a lot of opportunity to walk around a few buildings with your back to your back, just as a relaxation exercise once or twice a week.

Huang Chonggao clearly remembers that he has been working in No. 2 Middle School for 25 years.

Because he hadn't worked in another school.

He is no longer familiar with every brick and tile, grass and tree in the second middle school, and he can no longer be familiar with what he understands.

When he walks around the campus, he looks like a lion patrolling his territory......

Well...... At least in his spiritual realm and in his own feelings.

As for the teachers at other schools, who said he was a groundhog with his head in a hole, he just thought he had never heard of it......

Although occasionally he also feels short and strong, and he has not moved for twenty-five years, which is indeed quite in line with the image of a groundhog, and the students still call him "ah roar" in private, and the groundhog roars, but playing ball, preparing for class is also forgotten.

Who hasn't thought about what tomorrow will be like before going to bed, and it's not like continuing to live when you wake up.

And, next year, he'll be the principal.

Thinking of this, Huang Chonggao adjusted his pace and raised his head.

Although his short legs and short neck limited his external temperament, they also allowed him to see the cigarette butts flying out of the corridor of the third class with a spark on his butt.

Huang Chongzhong's lazy eyes immediately sharpened, No. 2 Middle School was not a good school, but he didn't think that there were students who would have class time, so he blatantly smoked in the corridor and threw out cigarette butts.

Huang Chongren walked towards the place where the cigarette butt fell, his eyes staring at the direction where the cigarette butt flew out, wanting to see which teacher it was, so immoral.

He didn't see the person throwing cigarette butts in the hallway, but he saw a female student running down from the staircase and rushing into the first school building opposite.

"Nothing can stop you from ...... yearning for freedom"

Huang Chonggao raised his hand and was about to call her to stop, when the mobile phone rang, he reached out and took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and silently watched the girl run into the fifth class of junior high school.

"This old Chen."

The call was made by the security guard at the door, Lao Chen.

Lao Chen is a little related to him and is considered an elder, so when something happens, he always calls him as soon as possible.

"Ah Gao, I have two little girls here, saying that today's student is on her birthday, and I want to take advantage of the end of school to sing to her at the school gate to celebrate."

Huang Chonggao picked up the phone, no need to speak, it had already been talked about over there.

No. 2 Middle School is in the old city, with a mountain behind it, a stream next to it, and old-fashioned residential buildings around it, and a row of five-story buildings less than 100 meters opposite the school gate.

Almost every household in this building sells things that students can use, orders snacks that students like, and opens a restaurant.

There are a lot of trivial things, 10 years ago, there were people who secretly handed out cigarettes to students for a piece of eight cents, but later with the school crackdown, it has become much cleaner.

After listening to Lao Chen, Huang Chonggao felt that it was not a big deal, and said: "You let the people from the General Affairs Office go and take a look, don't affect and block the normal release of students from school." ”

He hung up the phone, picked up the cigarette butt, and looked at the brand, the boutique Changbai Mountain.

I have the impression that a few teachers who smoke in the school do not have this spending power.

He looked at the direction of the fifth class of the first junior high school, and decided to go to the second class first.

When I went up to the second floor, I heard a voice coming from the classroom, "I'm calling someone to send some gifts to Xiaoyu Xiaoqiao after school......"

Huang Chonggao stood outside the closed door and thought, isn't this Teacher Xia Qin's class? Who is this voice?

In the classroom, Meng Shi paused, stretched out his hand to draw a circle in the void, wrapped everyone in the classroom, and continued: "Now count you, count all of you." ”

"Gifts?"

In the classroom, although the students didn't know what the gift was, they still couldn't help but get restless when they heard Meng Shi say that they should be counted.

Meng Shi knocked on the table and said to Chen Pei, who was standing under the podium, "This classmate, go back to your seat, Comrade Xia Qin, you also sit down and listen to me." ”

Xia Qin looked at him helplessly, turned to his classmates and said, "Do you want to hear him?" ”

The students replied in unison: "Yes!" ”

Xia Qin sat on the chair that Chen Pei had moved, and stretched out his hand to Meng Shi on the podium to signal that he could start.

Meng Shi looked around at the classmates in the classroom who were stretching their necks, and finally his eyes fell on Xia Qin, and said, "When I was your age, Comrade Xia Qin was definitely at the top of the list of the most hated people. ”

From the moment he entered the classroom, he spoke slowly and logically, and his mood was flat.

"You only get along with her in school, she only has three or four classes a week, and occasionally calls your parents after the exam and goes to your house."

Now he poked his chest with his five fingers open, and said in an excited tone and with an exaggerated expression:

"Think of me, classmates, think of me! This teacher, whom you call Exterminator, is my mother!

I got out of school every day and came back late, and she sat in the living room waiting for me to open the door and go in.

When I went back early, she stood behind me and watched me do my homework!

Every day!

That's the case on weekends, it's still true for winter and summer vacations! ”

Speaking of this, Meng Shi took a pompous breath, "Wow, thieves are terrifying, brothers." ”

Some of the students in the classroom imagined what he said, and then looked at his exaggerated expression, and almost laughed.

Meng Shi retracted his voice, put his right hand on the corner of his mouth on the left, looked at the expressionless Xia Qin, and said cautiously: "This is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that I am a bad student." ”

He spread his hands, his heart was like ashes, "Everyone here is from here, what does this mean, I don't need to say more, it's really anxiety-making." ”

The forbearant classmate finally couldn't hold it back and laughed.

It's already the second year of junior high school, and everyone here knows how Xia Qin dealt with poor students.

She will not talk about errands in the classroom, nor will she do such things as corporal punishment, she will only take the trouble to tutor them after school, and maintain close contact with their parents.

Constantly give in the results, a few points to improve the goal.

And this is precisely the most torturous for those students who like to play.

Some students with poor grades echoed one after another:

"It's really scary, brother!"

"I'm really anxious, brother, I sometimes play games, and when I think of Teacher Xia's games, I don't play well."

Meng Shi glanced at them, his expression gradually became serious, and said, "Anxiety is right." ”

The classmates who were smiling below stopped smiling when they saw his expression.

In their minds, a question mark appears.

Meng Shi pulled over the chair, sat down, and said, "My brother-in-law opened a textile factory and recruited people from his own village and the next village to work.

Working in textile mills, most of them are husband and wife who contract a textile machine.

From early morning to noon for husbands and wives from noon to early morning, 12 hours per person, the textile machine is guaranteed to operate 24 hours a day, bringing the highest returns.

In the process, they only need to use a little bit of personal reflection to make them feel anxious.

Did I come into this world to serve this machine?

Life is all about changing needles and threads for machines?

When will this life come to an end, and what's the point of doing it?

Director Huang, who likes to play basketball in the school and we call him 'Ahh

He looked at the colleagues around him, leaving one by one, starting a business, being promoted, and seeing that No. 2 Middle School has been at the bottom of the county, isn't he anxious?

I'm sure he also feels anxious from time to time.

The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry.

Comrade Xia Qin looked at her students, because she entered the second middle school, she was willing to fall, she was more anxious than anyone else!

Anxiety is right!

Anxiety is the beginning of awakening, the germination of change.

The couple who worked 24 hours a day to change their lives, working hard to bring change to their children.

The director, who likes to play basketball with his classmates in his spare time, will probably not change anything when he becomes the principal.

But Comrade Xia Qin changed a long time ago, she became unliked, could not get along with her classmates, became stern and annoying. ”

Meng Shi got up as he spoke, walked to Xia Qin, whose body was trembling slightly, but was already expressionless, squatted down, gently held her hand, and said:

"Her sobriety, her severity, should not be hated, should not be a reason to be disrespected."

He said this to the students in the classroom, to himself, and to Meng Yueyuan, who had been away for a long time.

Outside the classroom, Huang Chonggao leaned against the door and asked himself if he would change anything if he became the principal.

In the classroom, the students were silent.

Xia Qin stretched out his other hand, which was not held by Meng Shi, put it on the back of his hand, and whispered, "Well, it's okay." ”

Okay?

Meng Shijue is not good enough.

He knew that Xia Qin's thoughts and his next words did not conform to the mainstream values of today's people.

But in the face of these students, it is still necessary for him to speak more thoroughly and more ugly.

He withdrew his hand from Xia Qin's hand, got up, looked at the thoughtful students, and said, "I know that the learning atmosphere in our school is average, and most of you don't know what you are studying for.

Even a large part of the population does not like to read.

Even some people only see that the Ministry of Education has been promoting the decompression of students.

But you don't know what the deep meaning of Xia Qin forcing you to study, and the Ministry of Education has been cracking down on after-school tutoring. ”

Meng Shi stretched out his hand and pointed out the window and said:

"The make-up classes outside the school are in full swing.

For students from good families, it is normal for a one-year tuition fee to be six figures.

Why?

Because the starting point of college students from prestigious schools is the end point that most people can't reach in their lifetime.

Why does the Ministry of Education want to decompress students and crack down on cram schools.

Because, the cut-off score for a good high school is there.

Because, that's all there is to the higher education quota.

Because, the country is afraid that you will be swept to death at the starting line by families with good conditions! ”

Meng Shi softened his tone and said, "What do you do at what age, you are studying hard at your current age, this kind of 'father' smell, teacher's taste, I believe you have heard enough." ”

"What I said today, maybe you will forget it tomorrow, but it doesn't matter, I just want Comrade Xia Qin to be happy."

Xia Qin was speechless.

Meng Shi smiled at her and said to the classmates in the classroom, "I hope you can also say it loudly to others one day, it doesn't matter what you think of Lao Tzu, my parents are satisfied with me." ”

"Being a human being, being happy is the most important thing."

After he finished speaking, he added: "Never hate someone who is really good to you, even if she doesn't like her way." ”

He also said: "Her sobriety, her strictness, should not be hated, should not be a reason to be disrespected." At the same time, I wish you all the best for the future and flowers along the way. ”

Concubine Huang looked at Meng Shi and hoped that the electric fan above would fall and fall on his bald head.

She knew that after today, no one in this class would call Teacher Xia Qin by her nickname anymore, and everyone would respect her.

However, Meng Shi is such a cheap person and does not deserve to be respected.

Because as he said, he doesn't care about others in his heart, he only cares about Xia Qin.

What is said or done today has nothing to do with them.

As for the gift, it's just rubbing his niece Chen Ziyu.

She didn't expect anything.