Chapter 133
He carefully opened the package with a knife. Inside was a brand-new set of pen and ink inkstone. Under the inkstone was a message written in lines, with a steady and vigorous pen:
A gentleman's journey is to cultivate one's self by being quiet, and to cultivate virtue by being frugal.
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Teacher Wang was temporarily pulled to accompany others to visit the campus. I heard that he was a big man from Yancheng, and it was not the first time that a big man ran to the poor border town.
He knew very well that it was just a show, and the most important thing was to take pictures. No one really wanted to invest money in their school, so he introduced it perfunctorily: "This is a teaching building, built in 1997, and renovated once in the 2005 earthquake."
"The front is a plastic playground, which was just built this year." He pointed to the students playing football in front of him. "Students are more enthusiastic about going to the playground than the teaching building."
"Why are they not enthusiastic about the class?"
Teacher Wang thought to himself, is there any need to ask, but looking at the principal's face, he explained patiently: "The school's teachers are not good, the students' family conditions are poor, and they dropped out after reading without seeing any hope. If I hadn't visited one by one at home , the students in my class have to leave halfway through this winter vacation."
He didn't lie, there are people who drop out of school every holiday, the college entrance examination is the fairest test, but not every child can sit in the examination room.
When he graduated from normal school, he didn't go to the county seat to teach at No. 1 Middle School, but instead returned to the border town. Everyone complained that he was stupid, but he felt that there was no shortage of teachers in the county seat.
He prefers to return to the border town to take root. Children are the hope of the next generation in the border town. He does not believe that the border town will always be so poor and backward.
"I will hire the best teacher." The man said slowly.
Teacher Wang recovered his thoughts after hearing the words of the people around him. He has received many people. It was the first time he heard such a loud voice. The best teachers in the country are all in Yancheng. No one wants to come to the border city. This money.
"The teaching building is also broken, can it be refurbished?" he said jokingly, "the monitoring of the classroom is not enough, if possible, we will mow the lawn."
"Okay." The man's tone didn't care at all.
When the secretary came over to sign the contract, he realized it wasn't a joke, and he couldn't help asking, "Is there anything we need to do?"
"Shen Chi is a child of his parents, and he is usually not disciplined." The man frowned, "Please take more care of him and urge him to study hard."
Teacher Wang heard the elder's tone from the conversation, and when he was about to ask again, the man had already sat in a low-key black Pagani.
After getting in the car, Secretary Yin, who was sitting beside Yan Zhao, asked, "Do you approve of Shen Chi?"
"Wait until he gets into Yanda." Yan Zhao was obviously noncommittal.
Secretary Yin slandered in his heart. Not only did he invite a good teacher, but he also gave it to the school. The words he donated were also sentences from the Book of Commandments, which made it clear that he was an adopted son-in-law.
"Have you found out about Awencha?"
Secretary Yin accepted his expression, Yan Zhao said that Awen was the adopted son of the Yan family, Yan Wen, who grew up with Yan Zhaoqing's brother, and was Yan Zhao's most trusted right-hand man. He came to the border city earlier to investigate.
"I found it. Uncle Gao's nephew came a while ago and said that he was going to move the ancestral tomb. Uncle Gao went back to the border city to worship his ancestors, and watched a man named Yan Jianguo wanted to attack Uncle Gao, but he was timid and stopped halfway through his sword. , as long as he hides well, there is still a chance." Secretary Yin shook his head.
"This person is a smart person who doesn't want to walk in muddy waters." Yan Zhao's tone slowly turned cold, "The person behind him wants to put a nail in the Yan family."
"Zheng An is hiding from you that he is in the drug business, could it be him?" Secretary Yin asked tentatively.
"Book a flight back to Yancheng first."
There was exhaustion in Yan Zhao's voice, but Secretary Yin could hear the chill in it. Yan Cheng's Yan family was about to undergo a major cleaning, but he looked up at the window, but the sky was gloomy, like a bad omen. .
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Shen Chi dialed the voice phone after finishing her homework, pretending to be calm and saying, "Your father called me in the morning."
Yan Xueyiao paused for a while: "Don't worry about his words."
"Your father cares about you very much." Shen Chi repeated the content of the call, "He asked me to take good care of you. My grandmother seemed to have told you the same."
Seeing that Yan Xueyiao didn't reply, he clenched his phone and asked, "You've taken all your belongings, are you... will you come back?"
Zhuangzhou and the others all gave gifts. Before he could deliver the gifts, Yan Xuexiao left without even saying goodbye.
"Participate in the doctoral interview." Yan Xuexiao paused and replied, "If you hurry up, you will be back the day after tomorrow."
Knowing that he came back the day after tomorrow, the young man exhaled slowly, as if he knew what he was thinking, and said again on the phone: "You slept late yesterday and didn't wake you up."
Hearing Yan Xueyiao mentioning what happened last night, his face gradually became hot, and he defended himself: "I was drunk yesterday, so I shouldn't have done anything excessive, right?"
It stands to reason that he just kissed, which is not too much to say, but the next second he heard the young man calmly ask: "Don't want to be responsible?"
Chapter 73
Shen Chi's heart slammed violently in his chest uncontrollably. He didn't need to listen to know how intense his heartbeat was. Before he could react, he replied, "I will be responsible."
The young man on the other side of the phone laughed softly. His hand holding the phone was hot, and he hung up the phone abruptly. He opened the word book but still couldn't calm down.