It was December. During an ordinary class break, Wei Qingfan went to the toilet as usual. Then when he came back, he found in the corridor that the classroom was unusually quiet.
Jiang Changjun stood on the podium, seemingly about to announce something.
Wei Qingfan quickened his pace and acted as if he respected the teacher very much, so he was very anxious.
"Hua Hua Hua"
As soon as he appeared at the door of the classroom, Jiang Changjun's originally very serious face suddenly showed a smile, and then he took the lead in applauding, and the entire classroom was filled with warm applause.
Wei Qingfan was stunned for a moment and turned to look behind him.
Cao Ze and Ma Chao behind were even more confused. They turned to look behind them and found that no one was there anymore.
The class teacher couldn't be clapping so loudly because they were competing to see who peed more vigorously in the toilet, right?
Besides, it’s impossible for Jiang Changjun to know!
"Stop and listen!"
With a smile on his face, Jiang Changjun stretched out his hand and pressed it twice, then looked at Wei Qingfan and said: "I'll announce it again. Congratulations to Wei Qingfan for his outstanding performance in the provincial essay competition and winning the provincial first prize! Everyone!
round of applause!"
Before Wei Qingfan could react, he was drowned out by another round of applause.
Cao Ze and Ma Chao clapped and crouched, not even daring to pass over the podium. They walked from the aisle near the corridor to the back of the classroom, then walked around against the wall and returned to their seats, continuing to bang.
Clap along with the clap.
Won an award?
Or first prize?
Wei Qingfan had completely forgotten about the essay competition. He never expected that after such a long time, a big surprise would suddenly appear.
Jiang Changjun stood on the podium and taught him a red gold certificate of honor. Then he picked up three books placed next to him and taught him together.
"This is a certificate of honor. These three books are prizes. Keep them well, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and keep up the good work."
Jiang Changjun's face was full of smiles, and he couldn't close his mouth. He told Wei Qingfan to guard against arrogance and impatience, but looking at him like that, his own tail was about to rise.
Jiang Changjun did feel a little confused. When he learned the news, he was even more confused than Wei Qingfan.
The school sent nine people to participate, and Wei Qingfan was the only one to win, and he was also the first prize!
Save first prize!
No one in the entire school has won the provincial first prize for two years!
It was actually obtained by Wei Qingfan, and he applied for an extra quota for him to participate in the competition...
What does this mean?
It shows that not only do you teach well, but you also know people with a keen eye!
If you lack any of them, you won’t win the first prize!
Are you embarrassed about this year's bonus?
He has been depressed for half his life. He has no talent or ambition. He has always been an ordinary member of the majority in the school. It is rare to have an experience of being proud. At this moment, how do you see Wei Qingfan being so pleasing to the eye and speaking softly?
He warned:
"Also, at the flag-raising ceremony next Monday, you will give an acceptance speech. Please prepare it in the next two days. Write a speech first and show it to me later."
Wei Qingfan was originally very happy and happy to speak, but he was a little unhappy writing the speech. He said: "Teacher Jiang, don't you need the speech? I'll just say a few sentences casually."
This is a bit weird, it seems to be a line of rejection from a big leader.
Jiang Changjun was in high spirits, but he didn't think it was anything. He scolded with a smile on his face: "The school leaders are all here, how can we just say a few words?"
He pondered for a moment and said: "Okay, you don't have to worry about it. I'll write up the speech and give it to you later. Just read it twice."
"..."
This was proper leadership treatment. Wei Qingfan was a little uncomfortable with it, but he was happy to be lazy and said quickly: "Thank you, Teacher Jiang... I'll go down then."
Jiang Changjun nodded, still happily watching him return to his seat, and then walked out of the classroom. His mind slowly calmed down, thinking that something seemed wrong.
I am a teacher and a class teacher, writing a speech for a student...
Even if this guy wins the provincial first prize, is this treatment a bit too much?
The reverse is almost the same!
But the words were still spoken, and he was too embarrassed to go to Wei Qingfan to repent, so he had to go back to the office to ponder the speech.
"Amazing!"
"Let me see, let me see!"
…
Jiang Changjun hadn't left yet. As soon as Wei Qingfan returned to his seat, people came over to pay their respects with their heads stretched out. As soon as Jiang Changjun left, people quickly gathered around him.
Wei Qingfan handed over the certificate of honor and let them read it as they pleased. He read three books first, namely "The Ordinary World", "One Hundred Years of Solitude" and "How Steel Was Tempered".
The three books are all unsealed, with messages on the title pages. Each one is written by a different author.
The title page of "How Steel Was Tempered" is written in regular script, strong and square:
Read more, read more good books - Shen Qingzhou
The title page of "One Hundred Years of Solitude" is written in regular script, which is quite powerful, but not aesthetically pleasing. It is the worst in terms of calligraphy among the three books:
There are roads in the mountain of books, and hard work is the path; there is no limit to the sea of learning, and hard work is the boat - Song Chengye
"The Ordinary World" is written in cursive script, which should be the best in terms of calligraphy art, but it is too sloppy and beautiful, but difficult to read.
He showed the book to Li Miaoyu. Li Miaoyu read it for a long time and said, "It should be written about 'Becoming an ordinary but great person - Jiang Qifeng'. This person seems to be a university professor who is quite famous for calligraphy."
and the article are very good.”
Wei Qingfan nodded, then reached out and took the book back from her hand.
Li Miaoyu's clear and pure eyes blinked, blinked again, looked at him, and then looked at him.
Wei Qingfan looked at her doubtfully, "What's wrong?"
Li Miaoyu said nothing and turned around to read a book, but she felt inexplicably angry.
Wei Qingfan suppressed his laughter and put away the book "The Ordinary World" without letting anyone else read it.
At noon, he returned home with the certificate of honor and three prizes. His mother was at home, and she was overjoyed when she heard that he actually won the provincial first prize. Then she asked doubtfully: "It's strange, didn't your uncle know in advance this time? Why?
Didn’t you tell me in advance?”
"Maybe I want to give you a surprise."
Wei Qingfan thought about it and found that Li Miaoyu was not surprised when she learned that she had won the award. On the contrary, when she first arrived at the classroom in the morning, her expression looked a little strange. She probably knew it in advance.
The next day was Friday, the monthly weekend for senior high school students. In the evening, Wei Qingfan's family had dinner at Wei Qingfan's house, and his grandparents also came.
Wei Zheng did learn about the news of the award in advance, and it was indeed a simple surprise, and he did not tell it in advance. Even Wei Sheng and his wife only found out about it when they arrived at the place.
This time last year, or even half a year ago, Wei Qingfan was still the target of criticism and lectures at every family dinner. In just a few months, it was like he was completely transformed. Not only did his performance rise steadily, but he also won a provincial award. This made
Several elders were very happy and excited.
The old man was an alcoholic. When he was happy, the three Wei Zheng brothers also drank a lot. Then they didn't know what they were saying, and Wei Peng and Wei Sheng started fighting in the yard.
They were not fighting like you punching me and kicking me, but like wrestling. The two brothers hugged each other, trying to knock each other down.
Some of the others persuaded and some laughed, but Wei Qingfan sneaked upstairs and came down with his camera to take pictures.
The camera was too big, and Wei Qingchan and Wei Qinghuan soon discovered it. The two sisters yelled, and Wei Peng and Wei Sheng, who were fighting, saw it.
"Damn it, you bastard, you didn't come to help when I was fighting, and you were still taking pictures..."
"It's just that your uncle is fighting here and you don't come to help, but you are still taking pictures..."
The two brothers stopped fighting and came to beat Wei Qingfan together. Wei Qingfan gave his sister the camera and ran away.
He ran outside and sneaked around, losing sight of his father and uncle, and then sneaked back.
As a result, when they arrived at the door of the house, they saw Wei Peng and Wei Sheng walking arm in arm from the opposite side to the door of the house. The three of them met each other. Without saying a word, Wei Peng and Wei Sheng ran over to beat him.
Wei Qingfan turned around and ran away. He went to the school basketball court to play some ball. He received a text message from his elder sister, saying that the three brothers were playing cards with the old man and they were not going to beat him.
Wei Qingfan was afraid of being cheated, so he didn't go home until after ten o'clock. As expected, his father and three brothers were playing cards with the old man. He went upstairs quietly. His aunt and aunt hadn't left yet, and they were talking in the living room upstairs.
Wei Qingfan heard it when he went upstairs, and heard that they seemed to be discussing seriously who was more likely to be between him, Li Miaoyu and Li Wanyi.
Seeing him coming up, the three of them immediately stopped talking. The aunt Li Heng asked with a smile: "Where have you been and why you haven't come back for so long?"
"Going to school to play ball."
Wei Qingfan answered in a low voice and looked downstairs again.
Aunt Wang Qing said: "Don't look at it. We are playing cards. How can we really beat you?"
Wei Qingfan said: "That's not certain. I feel like my dad has long wanted to find trouble and beat me up. He was probably pretending to be drunk just now."
Wang Shuhua said: "They are drunk, what else can they know? It's okay. Just go and do what you have to do."
"It's okay, I'll listen to your chat."
After the family made money by opening a small shop in the school, they also bought a set of sofas in the living room upstairs, which was no longer so empty. Wei Qingfan sat down next to his mother, as if he was also discussing the shortcomings of parents.
Just as Wang Shuhua was about to drive him away, Li Heng asked the nephew with a smile: "You and Li Miaoyu went to the provincial capital together, right?"
"Yes, we all go to school together."
Wei Qingfan showed a very puzzled expression, as if he was wondering why the aunt would ask such a question.
Wang Qing smiled and said, "How is your relationship with her?"