"Before leaving, I was worried about seeing Li Zhengyi... I burst into tears and dared not shed my tears.
Stop the car, hold the Yao and the Yao, bow to each other and persuade each other to endure the separation? It's better to drink and wait for the slave to get drunk first, so that you don't know when the master is gone. "
A difference lasts for many years.
The young head teacher raised his hand to straighten the hair that spread over his ears, and gently pressed the corners of his eyes to wipe away the warmth.
There were clouds passing by outside the window. Looking at the light and fluttering clouds, the young head teacher suddenly remembered the song "Partridge" he had read yesterday.
And he hasn't seen Teacher Wang again for four or five years.
A gust of warm wind blew from the window.
The young head teacher breathed a sigh of relief, retracted his gaze, and looked at the calligraphy and painting on the right.
His teacher Wang also likes to be public, and he can lash out with eloquence when he opens his mouth.
However, Teacher Zhang and Principal Li were blatantly showing off this calligraphy and painting, which has been hanging for more than ten years.
Teacher Wang is no longer here, but Teacher Zhang and Principal Li still exist like the calligraphy and painting in front of him, which makes him feel familiar every time, and always inexplicably thinks of his childhood and the past that has gone far away.
Once upon a time, he never thought that he would also reach this sacred platform.
When he was young, he just liked reading, playing, looking up at the night sky, and looking up at the teacher on the podium.
Except for Teacher Wang, he respects all other teachers very much.
There are some exceptions to Teacher Wang alone.
Just because Teacher Wang occasionally smiled at him, and more often liked to quarrel with him.
But in that sarcastic tone, he thought more and more about how to embarrass Teacher Wang, and found "A Thousand and Five Thousand Years" and the "One Hundred Thousand Whys" that his brother had thrown under the bed. I have a question, go to Teacher Wang.
Seeing Teacher Wang staring at him with a pair of cowbell-like eyes, he couldn't help but smile softly in his heart.
More than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye.
Looking at the calligraphy and painting on the right wall of the classroom, the young head teacher's nose became slightly sour again: When I grow up, I will become you.
It turns out that all the stories are not intentional; it turns out that all things will not go as he wishes; it turns out that no one will stay for him.
Then, all he could do was to turn his head and look at the door on the left.
Ahem, I only saw the gray pillars in front of the corridor in front of the door.
The young head teacher turned around angrily and looked out the window on the right. There were still light clouds floating in the blue sky.
Yesterday, the sun of more than ten years ago fell, but now, a brand new sun has risen.
The young class teacher's eyes trembled. He is now also the class teacher of the fourth grade.
He is finally a little better than Teacher Wang back then.
However, Teacher Wang could never be seen again.
"Look, Yan Xiaoyu is gone."
A low voice came over.
Um? The young head teacher came back to his senses, looked over Xun Sheng, and glanced at Sun Yueyue, who was two meters away in front of him. Sun Yueyue was turning her head to look to the right side of the classroom.
"Ah?" Tian Yiyi also looked over and muttered, "Are you really going to leave? But it seems that Teacher Li isn't finished yet, right?"
Hearing this, the young head teacher turned to look at Principal Li.
Ahem, Principal Li looked towards the right side of the classroom, still staring at the calligraphy and painting, intoxicated with himself?
The young head teacher Wang Yang curled his lips, glanced at the calligraphy and painting, then turned to look at Yan Xiaoyu, but inadvertently saw Jiang Wen looking towards him.
what's the situation?
The young head teacher blinked slightly, glanced at Jiang Wen, and then at his deskmate Zhan Lili. The child was looking towards the back and right.
Rear right?
Yan Xiaoyu was holding the three pairs of table tennis rackets in her left hand and was walking forward step by step.
The young head teacher frowned slightly. When did Yan Xiaoyu walk so poorly?
He is usually very lively. Could it be that he suffered zero injuries?
Yes, zero injuries!
"Punishment" stood in the conference for a long time, walked a long way, and earned enough attention from the crowd. In the end, he realized that he was just a custodian.
Why didn't he suffer zero injuries?
The young head teacher turned to look at Principal Li.
Principal Li is still in a daze, oh no, still intoxicated.
well!
How narcissistic is this!
The young head teacher sighed silently in his heart. He couldn't imitate Principal Li's behavior.
He has always been the most low-key, unable to show off.
Naturally, he couldn't imitate Teacher Wang's appearance, nor could he imitate his irritating temper.
He has always been the kindest person and never quarreled with any of his students.
In his three views of others, he has love, benevolence, a heart of laughter, and a broken "heart of gossip", so that, ahem.
Just don’t mention it.
The young head teacher couldn't help but touch his pocket, but it was empty.
Fortunately, he is at home and does not need to spend money, otherwise.
The young head teacher tugged on his clothes, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Principal Li from the corner of his eye.
Now, the students in the class all like him!
Not afraid of him either.
He is the sun, there is nothing he can do! Brings its own brilliance.
The young class teacher glanced at the classroom from the corner of his eye and suddenly found that many students were looking towards the podium.
What are you looking at?
The young head teacher lowered his eyes for a second, then looked around the classroom and coughed twice: "Ahem."
Yan Xiaoyu has almost reached her seat. Principal Li's daze, oh no, it's time to curb his narcissism.
Is this the end? Or can it be over?
The young head teacher turned his head slightly and looked towards Principal Li.
Ahem, Principal Li hasn't reacted yet.
Um? See what he does? Still coughing?
Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Wang Yang on the right.
Are you planning to force him to step down?
Ahem, are you planning to let him leave and go on stage?
Well, anyway, he has finished explaining his affairs, and he can only help so much.
Principal Li glanced at the young class teacher on the right, smiled slightly, and looked at Yan Xiaoyu on the left, "Xiaoyu."
"Ahem." The young head teacher couldn't help but coughed twice.
Why isn't the first half over? It's still halftime and to be continued?
The young head teacher couldn't help but glance at Principal Li, and then looked at Yan Xiaoyu. She had already walked to her seat.
ah? Call her again?
Yan Xiaoyu, who had just walked to her seat and was about to sit down, heard this and instantly stood up, looking up at Principal Li on the podium.
Isn’t it all over?
Why are you still calling her? Is it over yet?
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