A pink figure flashed past on the left.
The young head teacher couldn't help but glance at it, and the next second, he was slightly startled.
Why is Yan Xiaoyu gone?
Did Principal Li let her go? It's really disrespectful to him.
How does he usually educate them?
Yesterday I told them the fifteenth of the 1,000 etiquettes, which is to respect others in public.
What a waste of time. It's in vain that he praised Yan Xiaoyu so much yesterday.
Before Principal Li finished speaking, she left directly. It was outrageous!
What is Principal Li doing? Seeing Principal Li's calm and indifferent face, the young head teacher couldn't help but look away and twitched the corners of his mouth angrily.
At the age of twenty-two, he was not accustomed to the local environment, so he only obeyed Principal Li.
Looking at the scenery, it seems so calm and peaceful, just like the words hanging on the right wall: Tranquility reaches far.
He always thought that Principal Li was a low-key person who didn't like publicity. He even thought that Teacher Zhang was a reserved and deep person.
Now, he understands.
Looking at the free and elegant handwriting, it turned out that the most flamboyant and extravagant people in Liu, oh no, throughout his student career were Principal Li and Teacher Zhang.
Ning Jing, that’s Teacher Zhang’s name, Zhang Ning Jing!
Zhiyuan, that’s Principal Li’s name, Li Zhiyuan!
Are there two people who are so arrogant and flamboyant?
He openly put his name in every classroom on campus.
I think back then, the first grade started second.
Sitting in the first grade classroom, he suddenly looked up and saw above his head, oh no, there was a calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall he was leaning against.
Like an imperial edict standing vertically, ahem, I watched too much "Playing Qianlong" at home during the summer vacation. The golden edict with the scroll is what they love to imitate during the summer vacation.
It's a pity that they didn't find the smooth gambling scrolls, so they found two branches covered with old bark instead, with a strip of yellow cloth in the middle, which he quietly took out from his mother's needle and money basket. .
Throughout the summer vacation, I had a lot of fun.
And the calligraphy and paintings on the wall are really beautiful.
The smooth and smooth gray scroll is suspended from the first and last two pins by two white nylon threads.
There are very fine lines on the cyan background in the middle. If you don't get closer, you would think it is just a solid color. On such a cyan background, there are distant mountains outlined with lines, rolling up and down; flying swallows with lightly drawn lines appear lightly in the upper left and upper right corners.
The one on the left is slightly larger, and the appearance of Feiyan can be seen. Even the black eyes and the very obvious symbol of the swallow's tail are clearly visible.
In the upper right corner, there are dots and hooks in the distance, but it can also make people think of two swallows flying from somewhere, and they are holding on the west side of the painting for a while.
In the lower right corner of the cyan background is a small boat with sails set sail and the water ripples slightly.
The eight big characters splashed in ink in the middle hit the eye directly: tranquility leads to far-reaching, indifference and clear ambition.
The pen is full of ink, and the pen is like a dragon and a snake!
After so many years, these calligraphy and paintings are still there.
It was still the same as he remembered it, unchanged at all.
So, when he walked into the third-grade classroom and saw these calligraphy and paintings, he suddenly had the illusion that he was back to his childhood.
That sense of familiarity and intimacy instantly made him, a beautiful young man who thought he was sunny, feel misty in his eyes.
The flowing lines and the handwriting like clouds and smoke were so familiar that he couldn't help but go back to the past.
That year, when he saw this calligraphy and painting for the first time...
With a look that was one-third childish, one-third ignorant, and one-third deliberately, he asked the first-grade teacher, Mr. Wang: Who wrote this? So lovely.
I just don’t know a single word!
Teacher Wang curled his lips at him and glanced sideways: There is a name on the signature.
Wang Yang blinked and looked at Teacher Wang, half speechless.
I am really afraid of what will happen.
This Teacher Wang is the Teacher Wang he dislikes the most, the Teacher Wang who doesn't let him come to school.
They were really enemies, but unexpectedly, just after one year of studying, he was bumped into by Teacher Wang, who became his Chinese teacher and class teacher.
He, no, likes, this Teacher Wang.
He also saw that Teacher Wang didn't like him either!
When the girl in front was talking to Teacher Wang just now, Teacher Wang was smiling.
He thought for a while, how about he give it a try and have a few words?
Let's see if Teacher Wang still remembers him. If he forgets to sign up, then he will be a grown-up and will not care about Teacher Wang. From now on, he can be a good student with peace of mind, study hard and make progress.
Unexpectedly, Teacher Wang actually gave him a big look.
Fortunately, he has a strong heart, and he is used to it even when his brother gives him a big look.
He wasn't afraid, he continued! Come on horseback!
snort! Wang Yang hummed in his heart and glanced at Teacher Wang.
"Look what I'm doing?" Teacher Wang glared at Wang Yang, "Hurry up and do your homework. What time is it already, and I'm still busy."
Wang Yang blinked: "Teacher Wang, I can't read. Which two characters are the signature?"
Teacher Wang, who originally wanted to walk to the back of the classroom, paused and looked at Wang Yang: "If you don't know how to read, then study hard, look up the dictionary, and you will know how to ask random questions. Do you think you are one hundred thousand whys?"
After that, I walked towards the back of the classroom.
This kid is really worried. Do you think he is an encyclopedia?
Do you think he doesn't remember?
He still remembers what happened last year.
He wanted to see how much fun this show-off kid could make.
I forgot to ask Teacher Miao from the kindergarten class.
Wang Yang curled his lips and stared at Teacher Wang's back for a while, then turned around, raised his head, and looked at the calligraphy and painting above his head.
Alas, it seems that Teacher Wang is still holding a grudge.
How to do it? Wang Yang thought about it seriously, and when his eyes fell on the sailing ship, he suddenly smiled.
Just ignore him.
Anyway, there are so many students in the class. As long as he doesn’t come to him, Teacher Wang will not take the initiative to come to him, right?
That's it.
Wang Yang smiled slightly and stared at the words on the wall in a daze.
Which two words are the signature? There are eight characters in total. Are they the first two, the middle two, or the last two?
"Why are you dazed?" Suddenly I felt a weight on my shoulders.
Looking up, Teacher Wang's square face came into view.
Wang Yang thought for a while, blinked his eyes, and replied with a really bright face: "I'm looking for the two words in the signature."
"What are you doing looking for a signature?"
Teacher Wang rolled his eyelids, glanced at Wang Yang, then raised his eyes and glanced at the lower left corner of the calligraphy and painting. Haha, there is no signature.
This stinky guy must be looking for trouble!
"Listen to Teacher Wang and look up the dictionary to read." Wang Yang answered seriously, with a really bright look on his face.
When Teacher Wang heard this, he couldn't help laughing and laughed out of anger.
Hey, Teacher Wang actually smiled at him? A hint of joy flashed in Wang Yang's heart.
He knew that the mother was right, and the ignorant child was lovable.
Wang Yang raised his face and showed his seven white teeth towards Teacher Wang. He paused for two seconds and then closed them again.
There's a bit of air leakage.
He seemed to be so happy that he forgot that he was now in the teething period, and one of his original eight white teeth had fallen out.
"Hahaha." Teacher Wang laughed instantly and pointed to the lower left corner of the calligraphy and painting. "No need to look it up. The teacher tells you that this is the calligraphy written by Teacher Zhang for five years and the painting by Principal Li."
"Oh." Wang Yang nodded thoughtfully, "Thank you, Teacher Wang, you are so kind."
Um? Teacher Wang was startled for a moment, paused for two seconds, gently patted Wang Yang on the shoulder, turned and walked towards the podium...
"The spring water is green, I paint a boat and listen to the rain to sleep."
The young head teacher silently repeated a sentence in his heart. It was Teacher Wang's favorite sentence many years ago.
After that, Teacher Wang seemed to like smiling at him.
And he was happy with it. Under Teacher Wang's not-so-pretty smile, he passed two years and reached the third grade...
The young head teacher blinked slightly, seeing the familiar calligraphy and painting, the familiar background pattern of blue flying swallows and flat boats, and the familiar handwriting.
With one stroke, it looks like a runaway horse soaring into the sky and away from the dust; or like a dragon flying around, coming from nothingness and returning to the void again. This almost crazy impulse of primitive vitality includes Lin. The aura of the universe.
After so many years, it seems that nothing has changed and is still the same.
The same goes for this calligraphy and painting, just as he first saw it.
It seems that everything is different.
The calligraphy and painting are there, Principal Li is there, Teacher Zhang is there, and he is back.
However, Teacher Wang is no longer here...
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