"Ah Jian!" A loud voice came before anyone else arrived. Who else could it be but Guan Shanyue? As soon as he walked in the door, he first met the eyes of a foreigner with a sly eyebrow, and Guan Shanyue felt a little bad.
.
"What are you doing here?!"
The assistant blinked his eyes twice, spread his hands innocently, and chewed half a piece of horse intestine in his mouth. It was something that he would never touch until he died. Unexpectedly, as soon as he ate it with his eyes closed, he became addicted to it.
It has a chewy and slightly hard texture, the polished texture of the meat emerges from the friction between teeth, and has a special aroma of charcoal and oil. It is a wonderful taste that he has never experienced before.
At this moment, he could only say weakly: "It smells so good!" He snorted and took a sip of the clear noodle soup.
Guan Shanyue frowned, stepped forward and pushed the assistant a few times, muttering that he wanted him to leave quickly. This was not a good person, and he was not sure what bad things he was going to do!
"Old Guan." Tang Yuan spoke in time, saving his assistant from being kicked out.
Guan Shanyue was a little stunned by this shout, and looked at him with half-squinted eyes. This look made her feel even more incredible.
"Tang...Tang boy? Why are you here?"
Tang Yuan's throat felt a little itchy. After all, his body was still not used to it. He coughed twice, smiled, and said two words: "Ajian."
At this time, how could Guan Shanyue not understand that this was a long-distance pursuit of his wife? She instantly thought of teasing him, pushed the assistant away, sat down next to him, and started to complain sourly: "Ah Jian, in this moment and a half
I can’t go back soon. Have you seen the museum opposite?”
Tang Yuan followed his line of sight and passed by it back and forth every day. He really didn't notice the museum standing there. He could only blame it because the door was too small and the building... wasn't that conspicuous.
"Not long after, A Jian is going to be an intern at the museum! This damn old woman is so lucky to have such a good child..." Guan Shanyue gritted her teeth and became more and more angry as she spoke. The matter is a foregone conclusion, Yu Yinyin, Mr.
Taking advantage of the situation, he directly contacted the teacher at Beijing University and settled the internship relationship. He hurriedly hurriedly rushed and didn't have time to stop him.
This was the first time Tang Yuan heard about this situation. His mood instantly sank, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. His eyes were dizzy, and he couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hands and close his eyes to calm down.
For a moment, Tang Yuan was a little angry. This girl really didn't care about the life and death of others and made various decisions for herself.
Guan Shanyue was halfway through her words when she realized something was wrong with his expression. She quickly shut up and touched him cautiously: "Tang boy... are you okay?"
The assistant finished the last bite of noodles, wiped his mouth, and started to interject: "That's definitely not good. I thought we were close to catching up, but it turned out that we were still thousands of miles away." He smacked his lips twice, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
What, he smiled slyly, "Extreme joy brings sorrow."
This idiom... can it still be used like this? Guan Shanyue chewed his words with some uncertainty. In this messy atmosphere, Professor Guan also became a little confused. But for Tang Yuan, he cherished each other's feelings.
attitude. After all, one of him and I were pursuing his apprentice, and the other was pursuing his wife. They were both pursuing the same person. The results... were similar.
Patting Tang Yuan's shoulder, Guan Shanyue shouted angrily: "Ah Jian! Bring me some delicious food!" The atmosphere was not enough, so food was enough. Anyway, he was not in a hurry to return to the capital, he wanted to participate.
The application for historical research in Xinjiang Province has also been submitted. The days are long, and he doesn’t believe that he can’t beat an old woman!
Lin Fengxu, who was following Guan Shanyue, stooped and held onto the cashier beside him. In the caring eyes of the landlady, he wiped away a non-existent cold sweat. When could he, a teacher, be relied on?
Compose some music!!!
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A big event happened at No. 1 Middle School in the county! All the teachers and students were shocked.
The principal stared at a piece of paper handed over by the finance department. He rubbed his eyes and clicked on the zero behind the number. His hands began to tremble: "This...is this?"
The finance manager was also very excited: "Did someone make a mistake?"
"How is that possible! This was transferred from the foundation's account. Let me ask..." The principal hurriedly started dialing the phone.
After some conversation, the principal's face finally turned from gloomy to bright, and his smile was as bright as the sun in August, wishing it could melt people.
After hanging up the phone, he sat back on the creaking chair with age and sighed: "We have met a good person!"
Although the No. 1 Middle School looks a bit bigger now, only the principal knows that they still need a lot. Many teaching buildings are in disrepair, and the hardware facilities are not even one thousandth of those of the schools in neighboring cities. This winter
Yes, no matter how much the students wear, it is still very cold in the classroom.
And...they are so short of teachers.
In the past two years, teachers from other places have come here to teach one after another. However, after staying here for a short time, they couldn't stand the harsh environment and meager wages, and very few of them were able to stay.
The principal has made suggestions to the superiors countless times, but there are too many places in Xinjiang Province that are short of teachers, and he can immediately provide them wherever he wants. Under such difficult circumstances, some of the existing supporting teachers have to go home after their expiration.
, this is undoubtedly adding insult to injury. Without teachers, it means that children’s courses will fall behind. Studying is the only way out for these children, and the principal is so anxious that his mouth is full of tears.
What the foundation said to him just now not only solved his urgent need, but also allowed him to sleep peacefully for a long time to come. What was received in this account is only the first batch of funds. In the future
Every year, more education funds will be allocated to schools. The foundation will send no less than ten qualified teachers to schools every year, and the salary levels of existing teachers can also be significantly increased on the original basis...
…
Everything seemed to come together like a dream, which made the principal feel a little unreal. He had also raised a question just now, and the foundation's reply was still fresh in his mind: "It is a large foreign group."
"Tell the other teachers that we will have a meeting together in the afternoon. I want to tell them the good news!" The principal told the finance department. There are not many people in the school, and they always have some part-time jobs. Finance is administration, and various announcements
It's all given by her.
"Hey! I'll go right away -" The finance manager's voice was filled with joy, he wiped the corners of his eyes, exited and closed the door.
Outside the window, students were doing exercises around the playground. The playground was still an old-fashioned dirt field, covered with rough gravel and made into a runway. The students lined up and followed the music played from the speakers hung on the poles carefully.
Music moves the muscles.
A beautiful picture appeared in front of the principal's eyes. A red plastic runway similar to that in the neighboring city was surrounded by a green football field. The children were sweating and running freely on the field——