Listening to the students' narrations, the principal was deeply moved. They spoke with joy and excitement from the bottom of their hearts. Sometimes they even wished that someone they cared about could share this joy with them, and this person should have been Canglong, or them.
His parents became principals.
Canglong bears all the infamy, takes them to ignite their ideals, burn their youth, and lets them let themselves fly. Behind this selflessness, all the heavy responsibilities are shouldered by Canglong alone.
And their parents should have shouldered this responsibility, should have ignited ideals for their children, and should have led them to burn their youth, but they did not, because this heavy responsibility is too heavy, and sometimes it is so heavy that it makes people breathless.
Being out of breath may be the reason for the parents, so they want to let their children suppress themselves alone, but they are burdened with what they think is a lighter ordeal.
Watching their triumphant narration, the principal suddenly thought of the words of the famous writer Guo Moruo: "There is really nothing more precious than youth in the world, but youth is also the easiest to fade away. The most precious things are not very cherished by people."
, the most perishable thing is promoting its disappearance. Whoever can maintain eternal youth is a great person."
But if there is no Canglong, can they still rejuvenate their youthful dreams? For a moment, the principal thought of the words of the founding leader: "The world is yours and ours, but in the final analysis it is yours. You young people are full of vigor and prosperity.
Time is like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning. Hope is pinned on you."
Except for Class 9, can students in other classes really have hope? The principal shook his head. This hope is very slim, because there are some things that he cannot and cannot change. All kinds of contradictions come together like a mess.
, if you can’t cut it off, it will become chaos.
After learning the specific situation of Class 9, the principal came to the office alone. Even if the media and police asked him, he remained silent and leaned on his chair. The principal was thinking about something alone. It took two hours before the principal left the office.
, went to the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government.
After leaving the Municipal Party Committee, the principal went to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and the criminal police took him to see Canglong.
"The students are all back. I'm really happy to see them." The principal said seriously.
When he first saw the principal, Canglong felt that something was wrong. Now that he said these words, Canglong's face changed: "Principal, what did you do?"
"I did what I should do, just like you did what you should do. There are some things that I can't change, but you can. This time you planned too much and caused negative effects, but the effect is very
Okay, but you have to be careful when doing this in the future." The principal smiled, his face suddenly became relieved, as if he had put down some heavy burden.
Canglong nodded. He didn't want to ask the principal what happened, because he had already guessed it, but he still couldn't help but said, "Are you..."
The principal waved his hand to indicate that he should stop talking, and then said: "What are your plans for the future? Are you going to stay in China or leave China?"
Canglong affirmed something and showed a bit of regret, but there were some things that he couldn't change, so he said: "I don't know, maybe I will leave China, but I will always remember that I brought such a group of students to China.
Time is the most unforgettable memory of my more than 20 years. The students taught me a lot and made me feel a lot, some of which are wonderful."
"You also taught them a lot of things and made them feel a lot of things." The principal showed a happy smile, but also felt a little regretful, "It would be great if you could stay in China, stay in No. 1 Middle School, but I know that No. 1 Middle School
I can’t keep you.”
"I promised you that I would not give up on any of them, at least until they enter college, I will not leave No. 1 Middle School." Canglong smiled incredulously.
"Then I feel relieved. I hope this pilot education reform can give young people some hope." The principal suddenly felt mentally and physically exhausted.
The two chatted for a long time before the principal left. It was not until the evening that the principal called Director Yan and talked until late at night. Director Yan left the principal's office with a look of helplessness.
At the same time, Deputy Director Lei of the Education Bureau received a notice from the Municipal Party Committee. This notice changed his face greatly, but he had to do it.
"This old guy actually did this to me!" Deputy Director Lei smashed the documents on his desk angrily and started pacing around. He lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, but he still couldn't calm down.
, "No, we absolutely can't just let it go."
After speaking, Deputy Director Lei picked up the phone and dialed ***. The *** on the other end was a little excited and asked about Teacher Cang's situation.
"That old guy Sun Liren went to the municipal party committee. It is estimated that Canglong will be released tomorrow." Deputy Director Lei was very unhappy.
"How could this happen?" *** couldn't believe it. This matter had alarmed the Provincial Department of Education. It was absolutely impossible to let it go. Even if the municipal party committee had the ability to suppress this matter, what about the parents? They just
Will you give up?
"This old guy has invested a lot of money. This move is really cruel, but he will only hurt the enemy 3,000 and damage himself 800, so he won't feel better." Deputy Director Lei thought of the contents and punishments in the document.
He sneered a few more times.
"What does Director Lei mean?" *** waited for instructions. He knew very well that Deputy Director Lei would never give up on this matter.
"If you incite students to make more trouble, I don't believe you can destroy this little kid, and it must be before he is released." Deputy Director Lei sneered.
"This is easy to handle. It's too easy to incite them, but..." *** suddenly became coy again.
Deputy Director Lei seemed to know what he meant, and then said: "Don't worry, this matter has been taken care of. You will definitely have a share in the personnel changes in No. 1 Middle School."
"Then Xiao Li, I would like to thank Deputy Director Lei for his cultivation." *** said a few polite words, then hung up the phone, and then dialed Section Chief Liu's number.
After explaining the details, Section Chief Liu was a little surprised, and then the two discussed how to incite the students to make the matter bigger.
Hu Pingan was about to go back to his dormitory when he heard someone discussing something on the playground. The figures under the lights were a little dark. Hu Pingan walked over out of curiosity. He originally wanted to see who it was, but he overheard their conversation.
content.
"Principal Sun went to the Municipal Party Committee and reported the situation directly to the leaders. In order to restore the reputation of No. 1 Middle School, the Municipal Party Committee studied and decided to report to the Provincial Party Committee Education Department to fire Teacher Cang."
Hu Ping'an couldn't see clearly who was speaking, especially after hearing the content. He didn't even care to see who it was, and ran straight towards the dormitory building.
Tang Long and the others had just finished taking a shower when they saw Hu Ping'an running over in a hurry. He asked with a strange look on his face: "What are you doing? Is there a ghost chasing you behind?"
"No...no...no, something...something happened...something big happened." Hu Ping'an was panting and couldn't speak clearly.
"What's the big deal? Didn't you see someone having a wild game on the playground and come to us to take a look." Ye Qiu walked over with a squinting look on his face.
"Go...go to hell, what are you thinking about? I heard the news that Teacher Cang is going to be fired." Hu Ping'an sorted out his thoughts and then said.
"Really or not? You kid can't fool us." Tang Long and others looked unbelieving, as did several other dorm mates.
"Fooling you? Do you think I have the guts to fool you?" Hu Pingan looked at Tang Long, his meaning was very clear.
Tang Long was silent. If Hu Pingan really dared to deceive him, he would have to be beaten to death. Moreover, no one would dare to joke about such a serious matter, so he said: "Who did you listen to?"
"I don't know. I heard two people talking in the playground. I couldn't see who it was in the dark. I wanted to see if it was that person, so I walked up secretly, but I didn't expect...
.." Hu Pingan was a little embarrassed.
The entire eight boys in Class 9 in the dormitory were silent.
"Hurry up and talk to Yun Feiyang and the others. Also, call Zuo Yu and Wang Jiao. It's very possible that the principal is lying to us." Although Ye Qiu didn't believe that the principal would lie to them, it was still possible.
So they first called Yun Feiyang and others over, and when they talked about the matter, they suddenly looked angry, but Yi Xiaochuan said: "I think this matter should be confirmed with the principal first...
Okay, if it really is a misunderstanding, I'm afraid..."
However, before Yi Xiaochuan finished speaking, Tang Long immediately interrupted him and said: "What else are you confirming? If the principal really wants to lie to us, he will definitely not tell us the truth. When Teacher Cang is deported to France, we will all still
I don’t know.”
"But...but...but we...and...what can we do." Yi Xiaochuan looked at them. They were just students, what could they do.
"Feiyang, isn't your father the director of education? Isn't he still speechless?" a student said.
"Impossible, my father is also a student of the principal. If the principal really did this, my father would definitely agree, and it would be useless for me to say it." Yun Feiyang shook his head.
"What should we do?" The entire Class Nine, a dozen boys gathered in the dormitory and looked at each other.
But at this moment, the phone suddenly rang. Yun Feiyang pressed the answer button. Zuo Yu was on the other side of the phone. She only heard her say: "Without Teacher Cang, there would be no Class 9. We will go on strike tomorrow."
"Group strike!" A group of boys were helpless, but the girls over there had an idea.
Naturally, they would not lose their momentum. In a fit of impulse, they all immediately voted to agree that all Class 9 would not go out for morning exercises or leave the dormitory. They would not go to class collectively as a sign of protest...