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When Xia Zhitang brought the copied materials to Lin Jingming's room in the evening, he was carrying dirty clothes and preparing to go downstairs to hand them over to his boss for cleaning.
He asked Xia Zhitang to wait for him in the room. When Xia Zhitang was plugging the materials into the laptop, he accidentally saw the notebook spread out on the table.
As soon as Lin Jingming opened the door, he saw Xia Zitang looking at his teaching notes.
Xia Zhitang looked at his notes, from teaching ideas to Chinese manuscripts and English translations. She could imagine Lin Jingming staying up late to make plans.
"Director Lin, that's great. I thought you were just improvising, but it turns out you were writing the script in the middle of the night." She smiled with her eyes curved, as if she had discovered something funny.
Lin Jingming was not panicked even after being discovered: "I never fight a battle without preparation!"
Xia Zhitang clicked on the footage of his class today. The first few opening lines were exactly the same as in his notes.
"Director Lin, your lines are quite good. They are word for word. How long did it take you to memorize them?"
She couldn't help laughing. Lin Jingming watched her laugh louder and louder, and he could hardly hold it back anymore.
"If there's nothing to hand over, go back quickly and don't delay me from preparing lessons." He picked up the notebook and tapped Xia Zhitang on the head.
"Sorry for the inconvenience." Xia Zhitang used an affirmative sentence.
Lin Jingming snorted coldly and threw out his trump card: "If you don't leave now, I don't mind doing something to embarrass you."
Xia Zhitang made a face at him and ran out the door with a smile.
Lin Jingming shook his head helplessly at her back. This girl was getting bolder and bolder.
Although Qingshui County is a bit poor, one of its great advantages is that the prices are low and the cost-effectiveness is high.
Lin Jingming recently fell in love with the boiled meat restaurant 5 minutes away from the school, and often brought the crew to dine here.
They were already quite conspicuous in Qingshui County, and the proprietress, a sophisticated woman in her thirties, would occasionally give them gifts and some small change. She would also occasionally share some county gossip, such as how Principal Wang was visiting villages and schools to recruit female students.
After a few interactions, everyone became familiar with each other.
"Director Lin, you're not married yet?" the proprietress exclaimed as she served them the dishes.
"Yes, yes, he is a golden bachelor, a diamond bachelor!" the assistant answered happily.
"My niece is a nurse at the county hospital. She just graduated. She's pretty and virtuous!" The lady boss's matchmaking radar quickly turned on, and she introduced her best friend to Lin Jingming. "I'll ask her to come over tonight so you can meet her."
Xia Zhitang burst out laughing, and the cameramen also pricked up their ears to watch the joke.
Lin Jingming kicked Xia Zhitang under the table: "No need, I have a bad temper and I like to throw things."
"That's fine, you're not going to beat your wife. It's normal for men to have a little temper." After the proprietress served the dishes quickly, she took advantage of the fact that she was not busy and pulled a small stool to sit next to Lin Jingming, intending to chat with him.
"Sister, you can't have such low expectations of men. In today's society, women also have to work and earn money. It's wrong for men to have a bad temper." Xia Zhitang felt that the atmosphere here was not good, and that it had made those men arrogant.
"That's right. Why should a man wait for a woman to serve him?" The proprietress turned to look at her husband who was cooking in the kitchen. "Add a plate of boiled meat as a thank you to Director Lin for always taking care of our business."
"Okay." The boss agreed loudly.
"Director Lin, we can relax the requirements appropriately." The proprietress looked at Lin Jingming with eyes like a wolf seeing meat. "This man without the nourishment of a woman is like a seedling without sunlight. Only when you have someone who understands your feelings can you understand the beauty of marriage."
Just then, the boss came over to bring the dishes himself. The boss's wife patted him on the waist and said, "Is it salsa?"
"Yes, yes, warm the bed for my wife and children." The boss nodded shyly.
Xia Zhitang couldn't hold back his laughter any longer and his shoulders were shaking. The other members of the team also quietly lowered their heads and ate voraciously.
"I want to too, but she doesn't want to." Lin Jingming looked at Xia Zhitang with a gentle smile.
The proprietress seemed to have just discovered something big: "No wonder!"
"Producer Xia, don't set your sights so high. In my many years of experience, I've met so many men, tall, short, educated, and rich. Director Lin is a man among men." Although the matchmaker's plan fell through, the proprietress found a new point of gossip.
Lin Jingming smiled reservedly without saying a word, but the look he gave Xia Zhitang revealed a sense of pride.
"I have a boyfriend." Xia Zhitang waved his hands embarrassedly.
The proprietress looked like she had found out some big gossip, and her eyes moved between the two of them several times.
"As long as you haven't gotten married yet, you can still try. In my opinion, you two are a perfect match." The proprietress has seen a lot of ups and downs, and she quickly adjusted herself.
"Did you hear that?" Lin Jingming said to Xia Zhitang with a smile.
"Eat!" Xia Zhitang glared at him and lowered his head to eat.
The proprietress found the two of them very amusing. If there hadn't been new customers coming, she would have wanted to sit next to them and watch them.
"Why haven't I seen Principal Wang recently?" Xia Zhitang asked casually when he saw Director Feng.
Director Feng hesitated for a moment and looked at the camera team's equipment.
"Principal Wang has been soliciting investments lately."
Lin Jingming immediately realized what Director Feng was thinking: "Can you find a place to talk about it in detail?"
Everyone moved to the male teachers' dormitory. Director Feng opened a notebook with a dark green leather cover. Xia Zhitang had seen it before because it was the one he usually used for taking notes.
Director Feng frowned and looked at the column at the bottom. "The school only has a few tens of thousands of yuan left. Teachers' salaries and allowances are due in about ten days, and the school's water and electricity expenses also need to be prepared by the end of the month. Teaching materials, paper, pens, and other miscellaneous items also cost money."
"How long will this money last?" Lin Jingming's question was a bit sharp.
Director Feng gave a bitter smile: "There are currently no projects that require immediate payment, so we can still support it for a few more days."
Lin Jingming and Xia Zhitang both understood his implication. If they encountered a project that required immediate payment, it was hard to say whether these tens of thousands of yuan would be enough.
"Can you tell me about your source of income?" Lin Jingming had run a company before, so he knew how quickly money could be spent. Businesses needed a constant stream of new projects to maintain operations and cash flow. So what about Principal Wang's school?
"The city and county have allocated some special support funds, and the rest is up to Principal Wang to find charitable companies to sponsor."
Since there are always various unexpected expenses that have to be paid, Principal Wang has to seek sponsorship every once in a while.
Lin Jingming asked a few more questions about the source of funds, and Director Feng's cell phone rang, interrupting their conversation.
"What? Okay, I'll be right there." Director Feng quickly stood up and looked at Lin Jingming apologetically. "Principal Wang is drunk. I'll go down and get him."
Lin Jingming immediately directed the filming team to follow, and saw Principal Wang's friend sitting in the front driving a men's motorcycle, with Principal Wang lying on her back, and the only male teacher, Teacher Xiang, awkwardly supporting Principal Wang from behind.
"Oh, why are you so drunk?" Master Feng stuffed his notebook into his trouser pocket and hurried forward to help support Principal Wang.
"Don't even mention it. Those bastards kept asking her for sponsorship and forced her to drink!" Principal Wang's friend angrily recounted the story of how Principal Wang was forced to drink.
"Have you got the sponsorship?" Director Feng squatted on the ground and asked Teacher Xiang to help put Principal Wang on his back.
"Bullshit, I still don't believe anything after drinking until the end!" Principal Wang's friend Ms. Zhang was so angry that she kept cursing all the way.
Principal Wang burped and muttered, "I'll go to their company tomorrow to ask for their approval!"
"How many times have you been there? Is it any use?" Ms. Zhang was even more furious when she mentioned this. "Every time I tell you the chairman hasn't come back, and when I call, they transfer me to the secretary!"
"They agreed." Principal Wang narrowed his eyes and muttered, "They obviously agreed."
"Businessmen's words are deceiving!" Ms. Zhang was so angry that she fanned the person next door with her hands.
"How will we know if we don't try..." Principal Wang whispered on Director Feng's back, "We have to try, we have to try..."
Under the camera, Principal Wang, who usually stands proudly like a red plum blossom in the snow, now has a sense of fragmentation as if a flower branch is falling.
Since the filming, Xia Zhitang has been thinking about whether to transfer money directly to the school account.
But she remembered her conversation with Lin Jingming during her trip to Tibet.
Is it appropriate for her to intervene at this moment? Although the school's financial situation would be more conflicting when it was at its lowest point, she couldn't bear not to help when she had the ability to do so.
When Lin Jingming finished reviewing today's materials and looked up, he saw that she was frowning again.
"What's wrong? What are you worried about?"
"Huh?" Xia Zhitang was a little slow to realize that Lin Jingming was asking her, but her thoughts were so distracted that she didn't hear what he said.
"Are you worried about Principal Wang not being able to get sponsorship?" Lin Jingming put forward his own guess.
"You mean, we just stand there and watch without helping?" Xia Zhitang asked cautiously.
"Are you afraid I will scold you?" Lin Jingming found it a little funny when he saw her cautious look. Was he that fierce?
"You will say: Xia Zhitang, we are recorders." Xia Zhitang pinched his throat and pretended to be majestic.
Lin Jingming felt his hands itching, wanting to pinch her face. "You're right, we're recorders, so we'll get up early tomorrow to film Principal Wang's fundraising trip."
Xia Zhitang imagined the scene and laughed: "Aren't you afraid of being kicked out?"
"Give me your ID. Old Cheng has processed a complete set of IDs for us." Lin Jingming winked at Xia Zhitang mischievously.
Xia Zhitang thought of the eye-catching station logo on the ID card and couldn't help but laugh: "Recording Principal Wang's hard work in seeking sponsorship?"
Lin Jingming flicked Xia Zhitang's forehead with his finger. "How can you talk like that? That's called recording a caring enterprise that's doing good and charitable things."
"What if other companies also come to us and ask for filming?" Xia Zhitang, unwilling to be outdone, slapped the back of Lin Jingming's hand, making it red.
"It won't interfere with our work if we spare a few minutes to film." Lin Jingming blew exaggeratedly on the back of his "injured" hand. "I'm sorry if you ask for more. The station reserves the right to refuse."
"But wouldn't this make the drama lacking?" This was what Xia Zhitang was most worried about.
"It doesn't matter if this is not the main plot. What do you think is the biggest contradiction?" Lin Jingming asked Xia Zhitang.
"Women who worked hard in the kitchen to cook a whole table of dishes but were not allowed to serve them, and girls who had excellent grades but were advised to get married early." This was not the first time that Xia Zhitang and Lin Jingming had gone into the mountains to make home visits, but they always saw similar things happening in different villages, different families, and different women.
"What is the biggest highlight?" Lin Jingming continued to ask.
"They never give up, and the torch is always passed on." Xia Zhitang's mind flashed with the sisters squatting at the door of the canteen to study in the light, Teacher Ye who persisted until giving birth, and Principal Wang who led the female students in singing on the playground...
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