Zhang Hengu said with a self-deprecating smile: "I don't even know how I got here." He was dismissed from his post because of the reporter's affairs, and then he was inexplicably sent here to introduce himself to Chen Yinghong. Speaking of anger
place, he could not help but recall the incident of his self-immolation in Huahai County and the incident of Zhang Momo's disappearance. As he talked like this, Zhang Hengu suddenly felt as if he had become Mrs. Xianglin, repeating to passers-by.
It tells the story of a wolf that took away a child.
Chen Yinghong shut her mouth tightly and did not express any opinion on his words. She knew that for people like Zhang Hengu, being the best listener might sometimes have a much better effect than boasting. Such people need to understand and need the support of others.
Listening requires respect from others. As long as you give him enough respect, he can even put his life in your hands.
Zhang Hengu's mouth cramped as he spoke. He finally realized that talking to Chen Yinghong was of no use at all. He had given all his secrets to the other party. He didn't know how she would laugh at him. He couldn't care less.
Xiaoliang told him more than once that he only spoke three words to others. It was better for him to pour out all his secrets to Chen Yinghong in one breath. It was too late to regret.
Chen Yinghong is an excellent listener. Whenever Zhang Hengu is unclear about a key point, she will ask a small question appropriately so that Zhang Hengu can continue telling his story.
Zhang Hengu let out a long breath, and seemed to finally let go of all the depression he had been holding in his heart for several months, and said: "I'm sorry, I made you laugh. In fact, I am just an uneducated farmer. I don't know anything about it."
You know why I was asked to come here to study, but you don’t know what I will be asked to do when I go back? If you take what the government has to offer, you have to work for the government, right?"
When Chen Yinghong saw that Zhang Hengu no longer talked about his tragic life, she pretended to be very moved. In order to intensify her sadness, she even took out a handkerchief and wiped her eyes, fearing that the makeup would be wiped off just symbolically before her eyes.
Liaohuang said: "Everyone who has achieved great things has had a rough fate like you. Don't be discouraged. As long as you work hard, you will definitely be rewarded."
Zhang Hengu nodded seriously. He also believed that as long as he worked hard, he would be rewarded. This is a good example in Nanjiawa Primary School. He never knew a few words, but only a few words were unknown to him.
It only took half a year. As long as he works hard, maybe he can still be his principal after returning to the Dai Gang.
Chen Yinghong stretched out her hand, gently shook Zhang Hengu's hand, and said, "If you are lucky, all your wishes will come true."
Zhang Hengu smiled and said: "Isn't it? When I was working in Beijing a few months ago, I met an old man with a fairy level. His fortune-telling was quite accurate. He said that he would be promoted to eight levels in a row in the future.
Go, there will be noble people to help you when you encounter difficulties. Don't tell me, what this old man said has almost come true. This time I come to Beijing to study, I don't know if I can see him... When I return to the Dai Gang, if
Give me a chance, and I will be a good principal."
Poor Zhang Hengu is still bitter about such a small principal. Chen Yinghong thought, when I return to Beilian City, I must help him resume his position as principal of Nanjiawa Primary School. Huang Yeqiu is really poisonous.
I don’t even think about my identity, so why bother arguing with a primary school principal?
Thinking of this, he said: "Oh, that's good. If you become prosperous after graduating from the Horse Academy this time, don't forget me as a classmate."
"Looking at what you said, it would be great if I could still be the principal when I go back. What's the point of being prosperous? Don't forget about me. I'm just Amitabha. I'm planning on it now. If I don't do well back in the sea of flowers, I'll
It's much more comfortable to come back to work than to be the principal. We drink, chat, and curse people together, how happy it is."
It was the first time that Chen Yinghong heard such an excuse to have fun, and she laughed and said: "Haha, how can you be happy by scolding people?"
"Of course, it's not fun to scold people, but it's fun to be scolded? You don't know how enjoyable it would be if dozens of people yelled and cursed together! Especially someone named Big Eye Feng, who doesn't want to scold people.
It's a pleasure to use dirty words." Zhang Hengu recalled the time when he was working in Beijing, his eyes flashed with excitement.
Chen Yinghong couldn't imagine what those group of migrant workers wanted to make Zhang Hengu so excited. It seemed that the feelings of the farmers were the most sincere. She asked Zhang Hengu, "Big-eyed Feng? This name is quite interesting. Isn't the Chinese surname big?"
Would it be too much?”
Zhang Hengu was a little disdainful of Chen Yinghong's rare and strange appearance. Looking at Chen Yinghong's gentleness, he should be considered a well-educated and well-educated young man. How could he ask such a stupid question? Is there anyone with a big surname in the world? But Zhang Hengu said
He had enough of the supercilious looks from others, but he had not yet learned to look down on others. He explained to Chen Yinghong that the surnames in China are different from those of the Dai gang. In China, the surnames of Da Zhang and Xiao Li are neither Da nor Xiao, but Li. But in the Dai gang,
, Big Li’s surname is naturally Big and Little. Li must be Li. If his name is Big Eyes Feng, then of course this person’s surname is Da. Zhang Hengu said: “My buddy’s surname is Feng. He is called Feng because he wears big glasses.
Big-eyed Feng. We used to work together in Dashilar. This time I came to Beijing and I didn’t know where they had moved. I’ll look for them again tomorrow. I have to get them to come back and help me fight. Then
These niggas, look at me if I don’t teach them a lesson!”
Chen Yinghong heard that Zhang Hengu wanted to find someone to fight, which coincided with her. She almost jumped up with joy and said, "Brother Zhang, are you guys really good at fighting?" Seeing that Zhang Hengu nodded seriously.
He nodded and said, "Brother Zhang, if you find them, can you do something for me?"
Chen Yinghong said this more tactfully, referring to fighting as doing something. Fortunately, Chen Yinghong could think of it.
Zhang Hengu has been studying at the Beijing Horse Racing Academy for a while. Although he still failed in many subjects, he has made rapid progress. What should he say?
As long as you need it, as long as I can help."
Although Zhang Hengu's words were very resonant, as if he could go through fire and water, they were actually not said. There are two prerequisites for what he said to come true. One is that Chen Yinghong can use it, which means that Chen Yinghong has to ask him to do something.
Okay. Another prerequisite is that you can help. The profound meaning of these words is that you only help within the scope of your ability. As for the extent of this scope, it depends on Comrade Zhang Hengu's mood.
Zhang Hengu suddenly thought of the people who were talking to Chen Yinghong just now. Now that he thought about it, they looked familiar. But he didn't think of it for a while. Then suddenly an idea came to his mind and he asked: "What do those people do?"
?Why do I seem to have seen it somewhere?"
In fact, Zhang Hengu didn't know that these two people were people he should know, but he watched too little TV, otherwise he would have been in a daze and become stupid.
But Chen Yinghong said: "It's nothing. They are from the Dai Gang Beijing Chamber of Commerce. They chatted a few words when they met the fellow villagers. By the way, the chamber of commerce will have an event in a few days. You can participate with me. Maybe you will have a surprise."
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