“Principal, Director Fei, I think this is not just risky, it's downright ridiculous!”
New Year's Eve party is a joyous occasion; if we don't do something uplifting,
Are we supposed to make the city leaders cry with us?
Just in case, our student union prepared backup plans overnight.
Zhao Zichen, who is also a first-prize winner of the "Relief from Worries Cup",
The joint school band performed "Ode to Young China".
This is what youthful energy looks like! This is the spirit of our No. 1 High School!
His words,
With alternative solutions in place, they also brought in Zhao Zichen, who was also a winner of the "Relief from Worries Cup".
It even rose to the level of "collective honor".
This instantly placed Shen Qingqiu and Lin Que's personalized expressions in opposition to the collective interest.
All eyes were on Shen Qingqiu.
Shen Qingqiu sat there,
He clutched the brown paper bag containing the photos tightly in his hand.
In the past, she would probably have compromised.
They'll have Lin Que switch to a different insurance program.
But the tremor I felt in the archives last night still lingers on my fingertips.
"Distinguished leaders."
Shen Qingqiu stood up, not looking at Li Ze, but staring directly into the vice principal's eyes.
"I've been thinking about what the essence of education is."
Is it really just about telling children how wonderful the world is and how happy we should be?
"We always teach them how to win, how to get high scores."
But no one ever taught them how to face loss, how to face death.
Shen Qingqiu gently placed the photo of Teacher Yan on the table.
"This is Teacher Yan."
Everyone here knows him; it's been almost three years since he passed away.
He used to be the best Chinese teacher in our Jiangcheng, but now, how many people still mention him?
If even we have forgotten
Then the traces he left in this world would truly be completely erased.
"Lin Que's program is not meant to make people cry, but to make them remember."
Remember those who gave and who existed.
She met Li Ze's defiant gaze and spoke with firm conviction.
"The Young China Manifesto is very good; it tells us to look forward."
But a nation that only looks forward and forgets the path it came from has no roots.
A school that only displays youthful vigor but dares not confront the heavy burdens of life has a superficial spirit.
so,
Dear leaders, what should we choose today?
It's about selecting a group of teenagers who only know how to shout slogans but forget their roots as soon as they turn their backs.
Or should we choose a group of people who truly understand gratitude, reverence, and are flesh-and-blood human beings?!
The conference room was deathly silent.
Fei Yuncheng looked at the photo, his eyes reddening slightly.
Teacher Yan was also his mentor before.
a long time,
The vice principal sighed and waved his hand:
"Fine. Since Teacher Shen insists, then... let's give it a try."
But we must control the intensity and avoid turning it into a memorial service.
Li Ze opened his mouth, wanting to refute,
But the vice principal just stared silently at the photo.
He had no choice but to swallow his words.
Stepping out of the conference room, Shen Qingqiu found her palms were sweaty.
When Shen Qingqiu returned to her office, the bell had just rung to signal the end of get out of class.
She was just about to call Lin Que over when she saw him stroll in through the back door.
He gently placed a bottle of yogurt on her desk.
"teacher."
Lin Que leaned lazily against his desk, lowering his voice.
"It must be exhausting to reason with a group of people who only look at the overall effect."
Shen Qingqiu was taken aback.
What brings you here?
"Let me see if there are any new instructions after the review meeting."
Seeing that mischievous expression, Shen Qingqiu picked up the yogurt with a hint of annoyance:
"The information is quite accurate."
I've tried my best to persuade the school leaders. Let me tell you, Lin Que, if you dare mess up your performance, I'll really melt down your top prize trophy.
Lin Que pointed to the brown paper bag in her hand.
"You'd better have a handkerchief ready then."
"Also, I've sent you the background music to your email. I'll need you to find someone to combine the music and photos to match the beat."
Why don't you do it yourself?
"I'm busy."
Lin Que spoke with righteous indignation.
"I need to familiarize myself with the lines more and prepare my emotions more; I can't let Teacher Shen down!"
"OK."
Shen Qingqiu held the yogurt and waved it in the air.
"The teacher will take on this task."
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