Chapter Forty-Six: The Cultivation of Human Feelings is the Article

"Teacher Hou, that's amazing!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind Hou Ping'an.

Hou Ping'an turned around and saw that there was a person standing at the door of the office.

"I'll listen to you talk about composition in the future, okay?" Zhuo Ling smiled and walked from the door to her desk and sat down, at this time there were only the two of them in the office.

"What the blind chicken said, you also listened?"

"Excessive modesty is pride, and I should learn more from a good teacher like you."

Is this deliberate flattery good?

At least that's what Hou Ping'an thinks, but it sounds very comfortable.

"Sensible!" Hou Ping'an smiled and gave her a thumbs up, this girl has a future.

Zhuo Ling smiled and did not continue, but sat at her desk to write a lesson plan. This girl understands proportion, and is a little cautious, but she knows how to use it reasonably without being annoying.

"What do you do? Just the two of you? He Zitong came in, saw the two and asked, "Why aren't the others there?" ”

"I went to a meeting, and I said it was a symposium of young teachers' representatives." Zhuo Ling looked up at He Zitong with a smile and said, "But I don't want to go, I just listen to the principal teach young people to bear hardships and stand hard work." ”

"That's right, haven't you heard it too?"

"No, Li Wenxiu said."

"Haha, yes, she has to attend the Young Teacher Representative Symposium every year, haha, fortunately I didn't go. Big Saint, when will you, a middle-aged teacher, hold a symposium? ”

"Superficial woman!" Hou Ping'an pointed at He Zitong, "I always look at mature men so long-term." ”

"Huh?"

He Zitongben and Zhuo Ling both looked up at Hou Ping'an.

"Don't understand, do you? The older a man gets, the longer the flavor and the more masculine it becomes......"

"Thick skin!" He Zitong laughed.

Zhuo Ling also laughed, but did not speak.

When there was a chat without a match, the fat man Huang came in with a happy face and smiled at Hou Ping'an: "It's a good thing, the improvement of the quality of life in the future is guaranteed." ”

The other three people in the office all looked at him.

"The documents in the bureau, high school students can charge an appropriate after-school delay fee for self-study in the morning and evening, as long as it is reported to the Price Bureau for review, and it must be publicized, that is, this fee can only be used for teachers who study on their own in the morning and evening."

"Really? Great, isn't it? He Zitong was also happy.

are all young people, the teacher's salary is really a bit insufficient, she just graduated for less than two years a month is only 3,000, plus performance, the real hand is only about 3,700 yuan.

Bags, new clothes, cosmetics, snacks, aunt towels, etc., isn't that money? It's all consumables, and you have to have a meal from time to time, and go out to play, it's all money!

"Now the plan is to charge 200 yuan per month, and 700 yuan a semester. If this money is distributed to teachers who have morning and evening self-study, each teacher in our first year of high school can get an average of about 2,000 yuan more per month. I'm going to ......."

Hou Ping'an knows the subtext behind Huang Fatzi's "I'll go to ......", and the girls in Haikuo Heavenly Palace can know a few more.

Really, the pursuit of the yellow fat man is as simple as that.

Games, beer, barbecue and little sister.

In fact, men's pursuit is like this, it's very simple, but even if it is such a simple request, many men can't get it, especially men who have girlfriends, these are even more of a luxury for them.

"Don't overthink it."

At this time, Guo Yajuan, who had already come in, couldn't help but sneer.

Several people looked at her at the same time.

"When the principals don't divide a little? Sooner or later, they will have to check on the teacher's arrival. The staff of the teaching office should not divide the points? Should there be a schedule for self-study in the morning and evening? Should the staff of the Political and Educational Affairs Department be divided? Should the discipline of self-study students be maintained in the morning and evening? Also, the logistics canteen staff, do the students eat breakfast? Do you want to eat dinner? ”

"I'll ......"

Huang Fatzi was a little speechless, thinking about it, isn't this exactly what the school has done for so many years? Isn't this how it is usually divided when you charge a little make-up fee? What's even more outrageous is that even the janitor at the school gate has to be divided.

"I said to Principal Chung......"

"Yellow Fat Man, it's not that I look down on you, do you dare?"

Guo Yajuan, a middle-aged woman, is too bad, agitating the law and provoking the fat man to make trouble.

"I'm not stupid, I said the old bell will listen to me? My old bell is his father! Huang Fatzi knew what Guo Yajuan, a middle-aged woman, meant, and gave her a thumbs up.

In fact, Hou Ping'an also understands Lao Zhong quite well, there are too many people under him, and there are too many people who ask for money, so he can only balance a little. It will not satisfy all parties, but it will not make all parties troublesome.

At the moment, balancing interests is the greatest test of talent. What can make a smooth transition is the embodiment of ability.

"How many more dollars do you think we can send a month?"

At this time, Huang Fatzi asked Guo Yajuan with some unconfidence.

"Hehe, more hair can be more, but how much is really not much, don't expect it, work hard, strive to be the principal next year, you give us more hair!"

"He's the principal, he's more picky than Zhong Peeling!"

He Zitong said with a smile.

"It makes sense, I think what you said makes sense, if I don't pick you up when I become the principal, I won't call you a yellow skin!" The fat man Huang pointed at He Zitong seriously.

He Zitong's face turned red, gave him a blank look, and whispered a "dead fat man" in his mouth.

"It's not suitable for children if you peel the skin!" The middle-aged woman drove quickly and quickly.

Zhuo Ling pursed her lips and smiled the whole time.

Glancing at Hou Ping'an, seeing that he could still swipe his mobile phone there without moving, he couldn't help but smile and asked, "Teacher Hou, do you have any plans to go out to play during the Mid-Autumn Festival?" ”

"No, go home!"

"Oh!"

The girl smiled and stopped talking.

The yellow fat man continued: "Want to play? Find me, I'll take you all over Peach Blossom County......"

"I also want to go home, how can I not go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Yellow Fat Man: ......

Girl, didn't you ask a nonsense? You go home and ask the Great Sage what he plans to do? As soon as I thought about it, I was a little depressed, laughed dryly, patted my ass and left.

"No, it's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the school still has a 200 yuan moon cake coupon, and I don't know where Principal Zhong got it, so I have to buy moon cakes, how can I eat the two hundred yuan moon cakes? Why not make it a gift card? ”

Guo Yajuan complained again.

Middle-aged women are most concerned about these economic things. Send money and things, etc., there will be complaints.

was chatting, Hou Ping'an's mobile phone vibrate.

When I picked up the mobile phone, I saw that it was Lao Sun's number, and when I connected it, Lao Sun's hurried voice came: "Teacher Hou, where are you?" Did you see Zheng Minyi? ”

"No, I'm in the office!"

Lao Sun said a little angrily: "Alas, I fell into blood mold, why did I put up a student like Zheng Minyi." She didn't come to class again. I'm looking outside, do you have any clues? ”

Hou Ping'an was a little confused, he had encountered it once, and he could meet it again and again?

Zheng Minyi skipped class again, which doesn't seem to be a novelty. Guo Yajuan complained: "That is, Lao Sun is soft-hearted, if he is in my class, he will be sent to the school for punishment, he should drop out of school, why are you so used to it?" Something has to happen, and the old grandson must be killed. ”

According to this statement, Lao Sun did soften his heart.

High school is not the stage of compulsory education, and students who violate school discipline and school rules can indeed be expelled from school if they are serious.

Zheng Minyi didn't even attend Hou Ping'an's class today, so she ran away.

Sitting alone on the river embankment, the sun was still quite big, but it was good to find a shady place to sit down, a little dazed. After sitting for a long time, I saw a figure hurrying from the inner perimeter of the embankment.

Huang Mao rushed to Zheng Minyi in a few steps, raised his slap and almost slapped it.

"You want to die, don't pull me!"

Huang Mao pointed at Zheng Minyi's nose and scolded.

"You're not here yet!" When Zheng Minyi saw Huang Mao, her heart began to be happy, she jumped up and patted the ash on her buttocks, "I am reluctant to die." ”

"Get out, Lao Tzu is reluctant? What do you have to do with Lao Tzu? If there's a fart, let it go! ”

Zheng Minyi said with a smile: "I really don't want to study, I can't read, I'll deliver food with you, really, I will ride an electric car." ”

"You all know that I've gotten mixed up to deliver food, and you're still coming to me? Lao Tzu only earns 4,000 yuan a month, and I still have to support my sister, and you still have to join in and compete with me for the market? Your brain is full of water! ”

"I don't want money, I'll send it to you, or I'll give you the money I earn!"

"Lao Tzu was unlucky when he met you."

Huang Mao scolded and turned around to leave.

"Really, that's what I thought." Zheng Minyi followed Huang Mao and followed suit.

"If I follow Lao Tzu again, I will beat you to death!"

"Then you pound!" Zheng Minyi is very tough.

"I'll call you Teacher Hou." Huang Mao took out his mobile phone, "Just now, Lao Tzu has earned one or two hundred, it's really unlucky." ”

"You don't have Mr. Hou's number."

"I have."

"You don't."

"I said yes, yes."

"I said you didn't have it, you didn't!"

"I'm so bored......" Huang Mao was almost depressed by Zheng Minyi, "Lao Tzu is a gangster, now he can't even count as a gangster, he is just a food delivery, why do you want to make money with the big boss, what are you doing with me?" ”

"No big boss looks up to me."

"Then you look for your teacher Hou, he has money, and you are his junior."

"The old lady doesn't sell it to be his junior." Zheng Minyi gritted her teeth.

"Hehe, I'm going to do things with him, and you still look down on him?"

Zheng Minyi was stunned and opened her mouth: "Isn't it?" Do you do things with him? Teaching, huh? Haha, then you can teach me! ”

"Nima, I'll teach you how to make foam! To learn or not to learn? Huang Mao scolded, "What I said is true, I don't believe it I'm calling him now, do you believe it or not?" I have his number. ”

Zheng Minyi looked at him with a smile on her face, looking like I watched you perform.

Huang Mao really took out his mobile phone this time, then dialed a number, and turned on the speakerphone, and then there was a beep connection sound on the phone, and then a voice came out.

"Who?"

"Teacher Hou, it's me, Yuan Zhongliu, we met at night."

"You...... Your name is Yuan Zhongliu? Figured it out? Hou Ping'an immediately guessed who it was.

"I've figured it out, if you don't see me, what should I do?"

"Okay, I'll see you in the evening, that's all."

Hung up over there. But Zheng Minyi could hear Hou Ping'an's voice. couldn't help but open his mouth wide and looked at Yuan Zhongliu in disbelief.

"Come with me in the evening. Don't pull it down! ”

"Go!" Zheng Minyi gritted her teeth!