On the second day of the second month of the lunar calendar, the dragon raises its head, spring and Jingming, the sun is extraordinarily bright, and it is a beautiful day. In the playground of a high school in southern Guangdong, there was a lot of shouting.

"Even if you hit your head and bleed, you have to rush into the first line building!"

"To succeed, go crazy first and make up your mind to rush forward!"

"One point higher, a thousand people will be killed"

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The murderous slogans are rising one after another, and this is the school's senior high school students taking the 100-day oath.

In the office of the senior one language group, it was a different scene, in a quiet and quiet atmosphere, only the sound of brushing and ink was heard, and it turned out to be Mr. Yuan Hui concentrating on splashing ink in the office.

Nine times out of ten, life has been unsatisfactory throughout the ages, but there are various ways to complain:

Like Confucius traveled around the world, ran into walls everywhere, and was discouraged, he said the whining words of "the road is not good, and he floats in the sea on the pole", which has the meaning of "life is unsatisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads a flat boat"; Qu Yuan believed and was suspicious, loyal and slandered, so he was sad and meditative and wrote "Lisao", "the women are jealous of Yu Zhi's eyebrows, and the rumor is that Yu is good and promising" The mood is bubbling and flowing; Tao Yuanming, a poet of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, is unwilling to "bend his waist to the village children for five buckets of rice", so he retreats to the countryside, picks chrysanthemums in the east fence, and hoes in the south mountain, "there is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to say it if I want to distinguish Poet Immortal Li Bai, borrowing other people's wine glasses, pouring the blocks in his heart, so he has the feeling of "drawing a knife to cut off the water and the water is more flowing, raising a glass to pour sorrow and sorrow"; Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu, "the east wind does not cooperate with Zhou Lang, Tongque Chun Shen lock two Qiao", when he sighs not with me, when he belittles Yangzhou, he indulges in beauty, "a dream of Yangzhou in ten years, and wins the name of Qinglou Bo Xing", Dongpo layman, tired of fame, is woven into Wutai poems, gluttonous in food, Dongpo meat, spring dove," The fried honey of rotten cherry beads and the steamed cake of apricot cheese "eat it forgetfully, happy and forget its worries...... The list goes on.

Now Yuan Hui, 50 years old, a scholar, is still an embarrassing intermediate title, so after dinner, he expressed his anger in pen and ink, sent his remaining feelings to Shuhan, and studied calligraphy. He was about to write Du Muqi's poem "Red Cliff", "The halberd sinks into the sand and the iron is not sold, and he will be washed and recognized by the previous dynasty; the east wind is not with Zhou Lang, and the copper bird is deeply locked in the spring of Erqiao", complaining. Who knew that as soon as the word "grinding" was written, the door was pushed open with a squeak, and it turned out to be Mr. Kobayashi from the same department who came in, saying that Principal Shen had something to ask for.

Yuan Hui hurriedly walked on the way to the office of the principal Shen Tianyi, not knowing the "old one", everyone's honorific title, what to find him, and he was nervous in his heart, "Is it because I don't teach Chinese well, and the students have feedback, or are my grades too poor to get into the eyes of the "old one"? Is it to talk about the "old one" in the office, or to spread the romance of the "old one" on WeChat?...... However, he has always been diligent, down-to-earth, and conscientious in teaching, being kind to others, never fighting, and not robbing when encountering problems, and he believes that he has not yet fallen into the hands of the leaders.

"Could it be that this year's comprehensive commendation has its own share?"

His breathing suddenly became nervous, his hair was already gray at nearly half a hundred years old, and he was approaching the age of retirement, but the senior title was still like a proud princess, unwilling to settle in his ordinary people's home, the reason for this is that he is too kind, believing in the goodness and beauty of human nature; second, he is too honest, unlike others who stalk in front of the leader, soft grinding and hard bubbles. At the beginning, he could have been qualified to be rated as a senior title, but the first time, under the persuasion of the leaders, he gave it to a teacher who was older than him, and the second time he gave it to a young teacher who was younger than him but whose family conditions were worse than him. The Gao Feng Liang Festival has become a school talk for a while. I thought that the third time I could be rated as a senior title, but the selection conditions were like "the morning day, the mother-in-law's face" said that it would change, and the original dispensable ** and the comprehensive award of the education department suddenly became a necessary condition, just like the emperor's daughter, it is hot, and everyone is eager for it. There are many monks and little porridge, and the honest Yuan Hui has competed with others, so he was left aside and became a spectator, watching others rise proudly.

A few years ago, he also pulled down his old face to find the "old one" several times, either pushed and dragged away by various excuses, or asked him to find the vice principal of the teaching affairs, seeing that the students he had taught and the younger generation who called his uncle were rated as senior, and some of the salaries had surpassed him, thinking about his wife who had no job and his son who needed to spend money to go to college, he was really anxious, just after the Spring Festival this year, but the annual competition for the recognition of school teachers had already secretly kicked off, and he also went to find the "old one" and "old one" again Leave him a meaningful sentence, and a long back, "Old Yuan, do you really not know, or are you pretending to be confused?"

Looking at the figure that was full of ambition to leave, he was stunned, "Could it be that I, Yuan Hui, am really a turtle, and I can't turn over for the rest of my life?"

He staggered back to the office of the teaching and research group, sitting there in a daze with an ugly face, the teacher of the same group Xiaolin was also his former student, seeing that his face was wrong, he hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea and put it on his table, looking at the steaming steam, he involuntarily touched the gray hair on his head, and chanted two sentences self-deprecatingly, "Sideburns are slightly frosty, what's the matter!

However, I didn't expect that I would be able to turn over now, and the time has come to operate! It seems that the leader still cares about his subordinates and understands the people's feelings! "It's not that the world has deceived us, but that he has seen the world wrong!" He secretly blamed himself in his heart.

Thinking of the certificate of award stamped with the steel seal of the Hongtongtong Municipal Education Commission that was about to arrive, he was happy to come from it, and his heart was full of emotion, and he couldn't help but touch the salary of more than 3,000 yuan in his purse, thinking about going back to buy something good for the "old one", so as to get into his eyes!

He recalled that on the way to work, he met a familiar fortune teller and gave him a hexagram for free, which was 28 words: "If you don't go to Tailai, you will be handed over to the gentleman in the mountains for the time being; He was never superstitious and laughed at the time, but he didn't expect that he really let the family say it right, this time it was time for him to come to the extreme, and when he came to run, he turned around and gave the old man a box of Yuxi cigarettes, which was regarded as a reward.

On the way, I also met Jia Liang, who was also a colleague who was about to evaluate the title, Jia Liang looked at Yuan Hui's eyes shining and walking with high spirits, which was very different from usual, and made a joke, "Yo, Teacher Yuan, the spring breeze is proud, it seems that you are a fish leaping into the dragon gate this time, and you are famous on the honor list!" said that Yuan Hui's heart was like a spring breeze, and his whole body was very comfortable.

Yuan Hui came to the office of the "old one" with hope, joy and emotion. When the "old one" saw him, his attitude was obviously different from before, he was enthusiastic, not the usual indifference of those who have been in the top position for a long time, which added a little confidence to him.

"Old Yuan, I came this time to discuss something with you, I don't know what you think, after all, you are an old comrade, and you still have to discuss something!" The old one bit the word "consultation" very heavily to show his democratic style.

When Yuan Hui heard the word "consultation," he felt a little bad about the big thing, did he still need to discuss this matter? Didn't you always make the decision by the "old one" in the past? When did you change your work style?

He popped out with a full stomach of questions: "Headmaster, what do you have to say directly?"

"This ......" and "old one" are considering the words.

"Lao Yuan, that's the case, the school's upcoming autumn enrollment is expected to be much smaller than in previous years, resulting in a significant reduction in the class size of our school, by that time there are more monks and less porridge, what should we do? If you go to the countryside to teach, the conditions for evaluating professional titles will be increased, which is still beneficial to you, what do you think?"

After Yuan Hui finished saying this one day, his brain "buzzed" violently, and he almost fainted, but he didn't think that the so-called good thing in his mind was this! This is forcing himself to a desperate road! Taking a back seat means that he has lost more than 1,000 yuan in class allowance, and his already stretched family expenses may be even more than enough to make ends meet, he gritted his teeth and held on to prevent himself from falling, and he asked with pleading eyes and a begging tone: "Is there no other choice? Even if you teach one class!" In addition, I have to work as a logistics staff to make up for the lack of class time?"

The attitude of the "old one" suddenly became indifferent: "I am looking at the face of our colleagues for decades, so I won you a place to teach, if you don't cherish it, then I have nothing to do, and then you can only be idle at home!"

"Okay, I'm willing to teach!" Yuan Hui could only grit his teeth helplessly in despair and helplessness. In the past, when he went to the countryside to teach, he was usually a young boy who had just graduated and joined the work, but now it was his turn to be an old comrade who had worked for decades! At this moment, he had a painful sense of shame.

"That's right, you are an old comrade, you should know the general situation, otherwise it will be difficult for our leaders to carry out the work, you go back, I will send someone to inform you when the time comes!" As soon as the "old one" finished speaking, he began to pick people up, and he was vigorous and resolute in his work, not dragging his feet, which was his consistent style.

Yuan Hui staggered out of the "old one" office, the teaching and research group did not go, and went home directly, he was afraid that if he couldn't hold on and fainted in the office, it would bring great trouble to the leader, in case it caused the leader to dislike, it may directly affect the evaluation of his honor award next year, after working for decades, this point of consciousness is still dropping, using a line from the sketch "Skynet Recovery", "Don't find a t for the 'old one'."

ouble (trouble)".

When I got home, I didn't see my wife, maybe I went to find odd jobs, but I unexpectedly saw my son Xiao Ming. His son Xiao Ming went to college at Sun Yat-sen University, which is very close to home, and he usually comes back as soon as he has a holiday, and he never causes trouble outside, and he is very well-behaved, which makes Yuan Chonghui very satisfied. When Xiao Ming saw him, he explained that the strong typhoon "Mangkhut" was about to pass through, so the school decided to temporarily close for a few days.

"Dad!" Xiao Ming obviously had something to say, but he stopped talking, obviously a little apprehensive.

"What's the matter?" Yuan Hui curled up on the dilapidated sofa, saw the look on his son's face, and knew that he had something to say, as the saying goes, he still knows his son very well if he is a father.

"I talked about a girlfriend in college, and I want to invite her to dinner today......." He never gave out money indiscriminately, and he spoke a little slurred.

Yuan Hui took out the money from his waist bag that he was going to give a gift to the "old one", "Take it, order a few more dishes, don't let the girl say that we are cold!"

Yuan Hui waved his hand at his son, and Xiaoqiang only took five hundred, and went out happily.

Yuan Chonghui suddenly felt that he had nothing to love at this time, and said in his heart, could this be the essence of life? When he was bored, he picked up his mobile phone, opened today's headlines, and looked through the news and various comments in it, trying to divert his attention, and two of them caught his attention, one was the news that Xiaogan City had introduced the "strictest" measures for dealing with the paid make-up classes of primary and secondary school teachers, and the other was the "crooked reasoning of life" of a certain netizen.

For the former, colleagues have long been talking in the office, and some people joked, "I am not allowed to make up classes after class, so can I move bricks?"

Yuan Hui looked at what was said on the news, "The treatment of the teachers involved in paid make-up classes: one vote for the first and second evaluation, all honors will be revoked, and all leading cadres will be dismissed......." He shook his head helplessly, and said in his heart, I would like to have such an opportunity, but I have to have it!

As for the latter, especially the few helpless words about life in it, I am concerned, and after reading it, it is heartache and infatuation, and I chew it repeatedly, like a demon:

"Some people pretend not to care, but more often than not. ”

"There's no one to help you with the heaviness, so you have to change your left shoulder to your right shoulder. ”

"The only people in this world who can win are those who are unkind. ”

Suddenly, Yuan Hui suddenly remembered a few sentences in Tang Wan's "Hairpin Phoenix", "The world is thin, people are evil, and the rain sends dusk flowers to fall", and he couldn't help but feel sad and couldn't help himself.

Suddenly, the text message on his mobile phone beeped twice, and he opened it to see that it was the internal message of the school's comprehensive teacher award this year from Xiaolin in the office, and Jia Liang's name was impressive.

He threw his phone on the sofa in a dejected manner, and decided to go out for a walk, so that he could get rid of it quickly, after all, he was an old man who was nearly half a hundred years old, and there were family children who needed to be supported and taken care of by himself.

When he came outside, walking in the endless crowd, the sound of the roadside vendors shouting and selling came and went, which also made him feel a little better, and it was really not a good choice to set up a stall on the street in the future, he comforted himself in his heart.

"Uncle, buy one, it's a genuine good thing, it's very high-grade in the house or hanging on your body!" a hand behind him grabbed him.

He turned his head and saw a teenage boy pushing a trolley full of all sorts of so-called antiques from the demolition households.

"Why don't you go to school?" Yuan Hui was very surprised, now that compulsory education is universal, there are very few children who are so old and do not go to school.

The child smurmured for a long time, his eyes were a little evasive, "My parents are divorced, and no one cares about me, so I have to sell something secretly!"

"Alas!" Yuan Hui sighed, for such a child to have time, school and society are also difficult to manage. He touched the child's unkempt hair with both hands, thought about it, and then looked at the trolley, and saw an amber-like jade pendant, which also sealed a lotus flower, which reminded him of the famous sentence of "The Burrow" "Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons", so he picked it up casually, "How to sell this?"

"If Uncle looks at it pleasing to the eye, it will be twenty yuan!" This thing was bought by him from a demolition household for ten yuan, twenty yuan is a lot, at least ten yuan can be earned, and today's dinner has been settled!

Yuan Hui took out a large unity from his pocket and put it on the trolley, "No need to look for it!" Holding the jade pendant in his hand, he continued to walk forward.

"Uncle, it's too much, I'm looking for your money!" the child wanted to chase after him, but the crowd was bustling, and he pushed the trolley again, and the figure of the uncle who gave him money was long gone.

The wind was already blowing, and the crowds in the streets were running to escape the coming storm. Yuan Hui felt a little refreshed, so he simply unbuttoned his shirt, feeling that the boredom in his heart would disappear with the wind, and he didn't notice that the dark clouds on the horizon had rolled and gradually approached.

"Click!" There was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, lightning and thunder in the blink of an eye, and the storm was finally coming, and he stretched out his hands to the sky with the jade pendant in his hand, and shouted, "Let the storm come more violently!" It can be regarded as pouring out the stuffy air in his stomach and pulling the wind again.

Who knows, with his shout, he saw a bolt of lightning coming from above his head from the sky directly towards Yuan Chonghui, followed by a loud "click"! Yuan Hui mysteriously disappeared in this thunderous and lightning typhoon "Mangkhut."

At this time, it was the moment when Ning Wanru and Mo Xiangyi jumped off Wu Yan Mountain, the clouds rolled under the mountain, and the lightning thundered, and this magical thunder and lightning caused quantum-like changes, and the fate of the two beings in different time and space was entangled in the spirit world and the earth, and the fate of the two beings in different time and space was entangled at this moment.

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