Chapter 167: Two-in-one pig nose with onions, pretending to be an elephant
After all, it is the first brigade school in the area, and it is impressive both in name and in reality.
The captain laughed and stretched out his arms with some pride, like a receptionist pointing out directions in front of a five-star hotel. He exuded a sense of pride and high spirits:
"I have to thank the leaders for their funding and care. Now all the kids in the team can go to school. They don't have to be like us peasants who can't read or write and are laughed at when we tell others about it."
The captain was grateful from the bottom of his heart, and his dark and skinny old face seemed to glow faintly when he spoke of this.
It is actually very easy to distinguish sincerity from insincerity, especially for leaders who are used to flattery and pandering. They looked at each other, and the expressions on their faces unconsciously relaxed a little.
No matter what, even the most thoughtful person would find it difficult to feel disgusted when faced with sincere gratitude and recognition. Not to mention that adding an extra school is itself a political achievement.
One of the leaders, who was wearing black-framed glasses, smiled and said kindly, "Learning is a good thing. Reading more won't do any harm. How are the children's learning environment? Is there anything missing?"
"Good!" Without thinking, the captain raised his thumbs up, then waved his hands again and again, "It's great, nothing is missing, the house is newly built, the tables and chairs are also new, there is nothing better, what else can be missing?"
Seeing this, the principal, who was pushing his bicycle, added: "In addition, the teaching staff of Dongfeng Primary School is also very good. We have recruited six teachers in total, three of whom are educated youth and three are local villagers. Each class has a dedicated teacher and a dedicated labor teacher. The conditions are comparable to those of ordinary commune primary schools."
Although he was not a native of Dongfeng Brigade, he was the principal after all. Principals of that time were not like those in later generations who could travel around the country for training and study without going to school every day. He rode his bicycle between the commune and the school every day, and left later than their local teachers. He knew everything about the school affairs, but at least he had an idea of what was going on.
Several leaders showed a more sincere smile on their faces.
In this era, even if everyone has his or her own little thoughts, the mainstream is still "serving the public and the people" and "dedication". Everyone urgently hopes that the land under their feet will get better and better - and children are the future and hope.
"That's good." The bespectacled leader said, "If you have good talents, you can send them to the commune middle school. The commune will allocate quotas for you."
——These days, to enter junior high school, not only your grades are considered, but you also need to provide a letter of recommendation from the team, which can be considered a feature of the times.
The team leader nodded repeatedly and thought to himself, even if the leader didn't say anything, if there were really people in their team who could read and wanted to study, and there were no vacancies in middle school after finishing elementary school, he would fight with the kids for them even if he had to cry, make a fuss, or even commit suicide in the leader's office.
——How can it be because of them that the kids are held back? He might as well stop being the team leader and go home to grow sweet potatoes.
Of course, he is an honest man, not a fool. He would not say such stupid and disappointing words when the leader has already spoken and the atmosphere is good.
Wait a minute, why was his first reaction to “cry, make a fuss, and even threaten to commit suicide” in order to get the leader’s agreement? Why did he think of such a violent action at the first moment?
The captain's face had a gloomy expression, and his brows were deeply twisted into a knot. Although this operation was very familiar, it should not be his movement!
Damn it, they were all brought by that bunch of troublemakers in his team. This is the saying that birds of a feather flock together, right?
—Look, the small classes twice a week held by the old professors are still very effective. Look, they can even use the phrase "birds of a feather flock together" skillfully.
The captain shook his head twice, as if to get rid of this bitch's behavior from his mind, and then gratefully replied: "Thank you for your concern, leader."
He thought about it and although it was still early, he had a shot of fighting for the children in his team in advance: "There are indeed a few good children in my team - mainly because the teachers teach well and the children are willing to learn."
Another leader laughed and said, "Hahaha, we can really look forward to it."
The captain thought about it for a moment and thought that this should mean that he agreed to reserve the spot, so he laughed too.
The atmosphere at the scene was harmonious and the large group marched steadily towards the school.
The principal followed with a gentle smile on his face, but for some reason, as he got closer and closer to the school, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of panic, as if something big was about to happen.
For some strange reason, he suddenly remembered that when he was announcing the list of admitted teachers, he was kicked off the stage by a few fellow villagers who were fighting with each other. He couldn't help but shudder.
Although so much time has passed, when I think of that scene, the desire to die is still so vivid and strong.
In this era when the term "social death" has not yet been coined, the principal has already felt it in advance and is deeply afraid of it.
He didn't even dare to think about whether he would have the confidence to live if this happened again in front of his superiors.
Why are you thinking about this? Even if the fellow villagers here have strong martial virtues, they would not arrange a fight in school. These are their children!
The principal comforted himself in this way and suppressed the panic that suddenly arose in his heart - what big deal could it be? What could happen at school? He has been watching over the school every day during this period. The students are well-behaved and the teachers are nice. It can't be said that they are like a family, but it is a harmonious big group!
The principal coaxed himself like this twice, and finally calmed himself down, walking towards the school with steady steps.
——Take her to Teacher Song Ruan's class first. He remembered that Song Ruan had the strongest control over her class among the classes. It was heard that she also had a strong personal deterrent power in the village. If he took her to their class, there would definitely be no accidents.
The principal thought about this and smiled: "Dear leaders, let's go and take a look at the class taught by Teacher Song Ruan. This teacher is an educated youth who went to the countryside. At that time, she was admitted to the school with the first place. Now she is teaching fifth grade. She is very good at managing classes and teaching."
Just go for the safest option!
He thought for a moment and added, "Teacher Song is very friendly and can get along well with the students."
God knows how much he wanted to slap himself in the face when he recalled how he had “got along well with everyone”.
Several leaders said "oh" and looked quite interested.
Before I even entered the school - about fifty meters away, I could faintly hear all kinds of noise coming from the wind.
Because it was too chaotic, I couldn't hear exactly what was being shouted, I could only vaguely hear someone calling out.
But this did not surprise anyone - they even thought it was normal.
Some leaders may not be clear about what a primary school should be like, but each of them has children at home, and no one has a better say than them about what children of this age are like.
He is really doing all kinds of evil things, such as climbing up the roof, stealing tiles, fishing in the river, dancing with dogs, teasing cats and geese.
They are so energetic that they can't even be held in a cage. I feel like I'm going to have a heart attack if I stay with them for a while longer.
If they only have one or two children in their family, it's normal for them to make some noise when there are a lot of them locked up in school.
Even the principal, who had a vague premonition that something was wrong, did not dare to feel anything was wrong.
He then explained: "We have also arranged labor classes to respond to the Chairman's call and leadership, enhance the children's labor concepts and hands-on ability, and ensure that the children do not separate themselves from the land during the learning process."
The leaders all said with a smile: "That's right, that's right. I can hear the children's voices here. Haha, so lively and energetic."
——There is no need to make this obviously relaxed and praiseworthy situation too serious!
A leader with a amiable face said: "The Chairman said that children are the sun at seven or eight o'clock. The little suns are lively and active, and they are so prosperous."
The captain was an honest man, not very good at saying polite words. He was already an extraordinary performance to be able to say two words just now. Now he didn't know what to say anymore, so he could only force a smile on his face.
But the pride in my heart is even greater.
This year's advanced brigade must be their Dongfeng Brigade! What can other teams use to compete with them? Is it the village party secretary who has connections with the enemy spies in the Zhoujiatun Brigade, or those few broken sheep in the Qingshan Brigade across the way?
The captain was full of confidence and looked like an inflated balloon, swaying and about to float up.
The principal finally pulled out some energy from his chaotic thoughts. Thinking of the captain's daughter who was also a teacher at the school, he added, "And Teacher Wang Xing'er is also very good..."
"Dad!! This is incredible, Dad!!!"
Before he could finish his words, he heard a terrified, sharp voice that almost broke his voice, and then a violent sound like a sonic bomb that came from far away and whizzed into the school.
The captain was caught off guard and was bumped into by the frightened Wang Xing'er. He suddenly felt something was wrong, but before he could stop himself, he heard his daughter talking like a stream of beans:
"Dad, you need to go and see, this is terrible, there is a fight in the school, the first, third and fourth graders are all fighting, the fifth graders are also involved, my second graders can't hold their ground either, you need to go and see!!"
The captain was just about to tell his unfortunate daughter who didn't know the situation to shut up, but Wang Xing'er had already started croaking again, just like a crow with a string of firecrackers hanging on its butt:
"The teachers have also started fighting, the beating is even more brutal than when Grandma Sun and the others fought. I don't even dare to get close to them, wuwuwuwu, you go and take a look, try to stop the fight, wuwuwuwu."
The captain suddenly closed his eyes and the principal shuddered violently.
The two looked at each other, and inexplicably saw in each other's eyes that they wanted to die just like themselves.
They laughed dryly, opening and closing their mouths, and wanted to say a few words to smooth things over...
After turning a corner, the entire school appeared in everyone's sight.
The bespectacled leader, who had raised his eyebrows and was about to say something, exclaimed, "What the hell?" He suddenly took off his glasses and wiped them hastily on his clothes, then hurriedly put them on: "What the hell is this!"
How can I describe the chaos in front of me?
As we got closer to the roadside, we saw three adults tangled up in a weird, breathtaking mess. I had no idea what to say.
Gu Jun was pressed face down on the ground, and Wu Jianguo sat on his waist with one leg stretched out, pressing his legs like a pole, and half-kneeling with the other, pressing his knee against his neck. He leaned forward and hit Gu Jun with a force as powerful as thunder, making him roll his eyes. His hands at his sides hammered backwards desperately and unyieldingly, as if he wanted to knock the man away, but to no avail.
Tian Huini screamed to rescue her man and pounced on Wu Jianguo's upper body. Wu Jianguo fell backward and Tian Huini fell heavily on Gu Jun's back.
Gu Jun:! !
This heavy blow almost made his eyeballs pop out.
Wu Jianguo took this opportunity to grab Tian Huini's hair and slapped her in the face.
Of course Tian Huini was not willing to be outdone. She tried hard to scratch Wu Jianguo's face with her hands, and also tried to imitate Wu Jianguo and hook his legs with her legs as a rope. She bounced on the ground like a defiant fish, duang, duang, duang.
Gu Jun also took this opportunity to launch a counterattack.
The three of them were entangled in a situation where you were in me and I was in you, like a strange meat pie with three pairs of legs, rolling, crawling and rushing on the ground, or like an out-of-control sweeping robot in later generations.
——However, if any stupid merchant dares to set his robot to this ugly and terrifying behavior, Song Ruan can guarantee that the invisible hand in the market will definitely lead this stupid merchant back and forth eight hundred times.
The captain was stunned.
The principal was so shocked that he felt like he was struck by lightning.
The two of them looked away with despair, trying to avoid this heart-wrenching scene and calm themselves down for a moment, and then they looked at -
On the other side, Song Ruan (the version of Zhao Zilong who goes in and out seven times) was invincible in the crowd of children. He held a child in each hand, picked them up by the back collar like a little mouse, and then threw them to both sides with two "biu" and "biu".
Another large group of children standing nearby, staring eagerly at the food, were like wolves waiting to be fed. As soon as the piece of meat was dropped, they rushed over and surrounded the child who had been thrown. They fought to hold the child down as if they were sharing something.
"Be honest!"
"Don't move!"
“Ooooooooo!!”
——There was also one who imitated a monkey’s voice, and I didn’t know what role he was playing.
It's very lively anyway.
It was so lively that it made people feel cold inside.
How should I put it? My heart is finally at peace.
The captain's face turned livid, and he rushed forward: "Stop it! What are you doing?!"
The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone who was fighting fiercely looked over there unconsciously.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tian Huini, who had been suppressed by Wu Jianguo, slipped out like a loach. She roared on the spot like a screaming baboon, turned around with red eyes and ran towards the labor field.
In addition to helping the labor teacher in their labor classes, they also set up a piece of land in the school as a "labor field" and planted some vegetables, cucumbers, etc. as visible results of their labor. When they are ripe, each person can take some home, or all of them can be sent to the kitchen as a snack for everyone.
The main thing is that the labor teachers also have to prove that they have attended the class. Otherwise, if they run a class from the beginning to the end of the semester, and are asked what results they have achieved or what they have done - there is nothing else, but the vegetable garden at home is growing better than before. It would not sound good to say this to others, right?
Although the vegetables grown in the school's labor fields are said to be distributed to the students, there is nothing to say if the labor teachers want to take some, so the types of crops planted in the labor fields are generally related to the labor teachers' preferences.
For example, when sowing seeds, the labor teacher wanted to eat green onions, so he planted a large ridge in the labor field.
Now is the harvest time. The children took good care of the green onions because the planting was organized by the school. The green onions grew very tall, and some even grew to more than one meter, taller than some shorter southerners.
——Anyway, in this land, Song Ruan has truly realized that "not as tall as an onion" is not necessarily an insulting word, but perhaps just an objective fact.
Song Ruan, who is indeed not as tall as a green onion: ...
It's not her, it's just that she has a friend, um, it's just that she knows someone, it's really someone she knows, it's not her, anyway, it's just a little bit of a letdown.
Ever since the onions in the field started growing, she has never passed within three meters of the edge of the field.
Tian Hui Ni's eyes were red. She grabbed a thick onion and rushed over like she was holding a red tasseled spear.
"Ye Xiang, you bitch, I'm going to stab you to death!!!"
Wu Jianguo dodged with a swift movement, but Tian Huini, who couldn't stop, continued to rush forward. Wu Jianguo tripped and she fell forward with the onion in her hand.
——With a quick gallop, the thin round leaf at the tip of the onion was like a stick, inserted straight into the nostril of the bespectacled leader who took two steps forward in shock and stood in the front.
All the leaders were stunned with shock.
After all, they are a group of people who are in politics. Although they have only been in this small place and cannot be said to have seen many storms, they can at least have experienced things if they can hold on to their positions in this era.
But at this moment, all the leaders' faces were blank, and all the expressions of emotion were just empty talk.
Tian Hui Ni herself was also shocked.
Although she didn't know who the person she poked her nose with was, she could vaguely tell from his clothes and temperament that he was a leader.
She let go of the onion fork tremblingly, and it fell to the ground and bounced.
The captain's heart also skipped a beat.
At that moment, he thought a lot.
Wondering who he is and where he is, his advanced team has grown wings and is about to fly away. Before flying away, they slapped him twice with their wings - Damn, there must be a villain who wants to harm him!
The captain suddenly came back to his senses with a start. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. Someone must have known in advance that the superiors were coming here to inspect, and didn't want their team to have an easy time, so he deliberately instigated trouble here!
Otherwise, why has this school been under construction for so long and nothing happened, but today it happened that the Japanese invaders broke into the village? !
Who, who is it?
Which bitch hurt him like this!
It must be those black-hearted people from Zhoujiatun next door! Their own leader couldn't be rated as an advanced brigade, so they dragged them down with him!
He had heard that the officialdom was treacherous and murky, but he didn't expect it to be so dark!
Damn, what a bunch of heartless people! They give birth to babies with corns without eyes! ! !
The captain pinched the Ren Zhong point wildly and almost went crazy.
He looked at the principal with tearful eyes.
The principal also looked back blankly. Don't look at him. Although he has been engaged in the education industry for most of his life, this is the first time he has encountered such a situation.
He, he, he, at such an old age, is he going to lose his reputation in his later years?
The principal, an eagle-like man from Northeast China, couldn't help but shed a few tears at this moment.
The captain took a deep breath and tried not to faint. He shouted in his heart to comfort himself, "Calm down, calm down. It's no big deal. Now that things have become like this, it can't get worse than this - Wang Decai, hold on! come on! !
But ah, maybe that's what life is like - ups and downs.
Or maybe, this is what fate is. When you think it has dealt you enough blows and trials and can finally give you a smile of comfort, it turns around and slaps you in the face again.
The captain forced a smile that was uglier than crying, and he inhaled and exhaled and inhaled again, almost tremblingly walking in front of the leader with glasses. When he was trying to smooth things over with a forced smile, another voice was heard on the battlefield that had already been barely calmed down.
Hu Tou came up to Song Ruan and said in a loud and excited voice: "Teacher Xiao Song, Teacher Xiao Song, this is the proverb you said: A pig with an onion in its nose - pretending to be an elephant, right?"
The loud voice floated over the school, and the school, especially the leadership team, was dead silent.
It is no exaggeration to say that at this moment, the captain had even thought about where he would be buried after his death.
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