() In 1995, the Xinjiang General Factory was still under construction, and Xinjiang Children’s Middle School was not complete.
The large playground of Zizi Middle School has a shoddy feel. The 400-meter cinder track is crooked and crooked. The standard football field in the middle is even more shabby. It is not even a mud field, it is simply bulldozed.
After a summer vacation, a lot of weeds sprouted up on the ground that had been trampled by classmates, some of which were even more than a foot high. Many male and female students wearing shorts and skirts were standing in the playground and twisting around in discomfort.
Of course, compared to last year when the factories were completely shut down, this year they are still repairing and repairing the dormant family buildings, so the school’s funds are basically guaranteed.
For example, a new cement board road was built from the dome hall to the rostrum of the national flagpole to provide convenience for school leaders to visit the playground to guide their work.
It's a pity that the funds are still not enough. At this time, the rostrum does not even have a cement floor, it is simply paved with cinders, and the pits are like a coal mine pit.
But at this time, the center of the rostrum was covered with a red carpet and several office chairs. Next to it was a box of Chongshan's most popular iced bottled water at the time.
The rostrum of today's opening ceremony was more lively than in the past two years. All the main leaders of the District Education Committee came to accompany Director Yin of the Municipal Education Committee to inspect the opening of Xinjiang Children's School.
When Principal Wang received the call in the morning, he was both happy and surprised. He had never thought that he could actually invite the leaders of the Municipal Education Commission to come because of his drunken request. Although he was busy and carefully arranged, he still felt that his school was very shabby.
At this moment, Principal Wang, accompanied by Director Yin and Director Tang of the District Education Committee, were waiting on the rostrum for the opening ceremony. He suddenly noticed that Director Yin's smiling eyes were focused on the other side.
Following Director Yin's line of sight, Principal Wang found a handsome boy among a group of students who stood out.
Before Principal Wang could react, Director Yin had already withdrew his gaze and continued chatting with Director Tang next to him about Xinjiang Children's Middle School.
At nine o'clock sharp, the opening ceremony of Xinjiang Children's Middle School started on time.
First there was the flag-raising ceremony, then the host introduced the school's results last year, and the freshmen representatives gave speeches and other routines. After half an hour of tossing, the principal gave a speech as usual.
Different from the past, this year Principal Wang, who likes to talk nonsense, only spoke in an passionate tone for less than ten minutes. He immediately smiled and said that he welcomed Director Yin of the Municipal Party Committee to come to the school to inspect the work. Now he asked her to say a few words, and then handed the microphone to a very knowledgeable person next to him.
for young women.
The students and teachers were both a little surprised. The young woman on the podium looked to be thirty years old at most, and she didn't expect to be the leader of the municipal party committee. The students said she was so young and beautiful, and the teacher said it was so irritating that she was so popular.
Yin Zijing stood on the rostrum, holding a microphone in his hand. His eyes were filled with heads in darkness, and the boy could not be found at all.
First he said a few high-sounding polite words, then Yin Zijing changed his tone and said with emotion: "Classmates, I recently read an article and was deeply inspired. The author of that article is about the same age as you. To you,
The computers I am most familiar with are probably arcade machines and home game consoles. However, that classmate started thinking about arcade machines and home game consoles and described many futures related to computers. There were many contents in the article that not only I could not have imagined, but also some experts I knew.
I never thought that far ahead.”
When Yin Zijing spoke at first, most of the students on the campus rarely listened. They just whispered about her appearance, and even talked about their own.
"The article said that in the future, every student will be able to connect to the Internet to play game consoles, and students across the country or even the world will be able to play a game. In the future, every student will be able to pay attention to every move of their idol, and even listen to it in class.
To be honest, I'm quite worried about the idol's live concert. Will everyone still have the heart to study then?"
Later, more and more students found that the young female director's speech was interesting, and gradually resonated with her. When they heard her question, the classroom burst into laughter.
Looking at the young faces of the children in front of him, Yin Zijing seemed to be sighing with emotion, and at the same time seemed to be encouraging. He raised his voice and said, "That classmate, all the classmates present, and Xinjiang Children Middle School all have one thing in common, that is, they are very young.
, so you dare to think, so you have time to do it, so you all have huge potential, just like what was said in that article, as long as everyone works hard in the right way, you can have a bright future!"
Yin Zijing's speech in just a few minutes received a warm response, and there was thunderous applause in the classroom. Principal Wang smiled happily and took the microphone, and then announced that the opening ceremony was successfully concluded.
"Director Yin, how about having a casual lunch here?"
Although he had been told not to prepare a banquet on the phone before, Director Wang followed Yin Zijing and still brought it up.
How can we maintain relationships without going to the wine table?
"Principal Wang, there's no need for that. Director Yin has other work arrangements in the afternoon, I'm sorry."
When he heard the comrades from the Municipal Education Committee politely declined, Principal Wang lamented in his heart and repeatedly said yes. Then he stepped back half a step and followed the main leaders of the District Education Committee step by step.
Yin Zijing was a busy person, so she made time to come here at short notice. She had to leave immediately, so a group of school leaders sent her to the door.
At this time, there was a person standing at the door of the school security room who seemed to be talking to the security guard. Since the door was closed and only the side door was opened, Yin Zijing and his group were crowded, so they would be blocked if they walked past.
Xu Fubo has been very depressed today. Seeing Principal Wang's enthusiasm, he just wanted to say something.
Seeing that the man was his subordinate, Xu Fubo quickly took two steps and shouted at the man: "Lai Huiyu, what are you doing here? Didn't you see the leader coming?"
Lai Huiyu was concentrating on checking his package at the moment. When he turned around and saw so many people, he nodded quickly and hid in the security room.
Yin Zijing walked to the door, suddenly stopped, smiled and said, "Are you Teacher Lai Huiyu?"
"Um?"
Lai Huiyu was stunned. Of course he knew that Director Yin Zijing of the Municipal Education Commission was here today, but like the leaders of the District Education Commission and the school opposite who were in petrified state, he didn't understand why the other party stopped him.
After reacting, Lai Huiyu nodded quickly and said, "Yes, I am Lai Huiyu. Hello, Director Yin."
"Hello to you," Yin Zijing nodded, his smile suddenly seemed a bit funny, and he asked, "Did you have a computer at home a few years ago?"
"Um?"
Lai Huiyu was completely petrified now and didn't understand where this question came from.
A minute later, under the anxious look of Principal Wang and the strange expression of the leader opposite, Lai Huiyu woke up and hurriedly replied: "Ah... there is a Compaq 386..."
In the early 1990s, the Red Shipyard Children's School followed the fashion and spent a lot of money to buy a then-new Compaq 386 computer, but no one understood it. Lai Huiyu was the dean of academic affairs and had a high level of education, so he moved back home to work on it.
for several months.
But how could Director Yin know about what happened during the Red Shipyard period?
Yin Zijing smiled knowingly and suddenly asked: "Is Teacher Lai Huiyu a bachelor's degree graduate?"
At this time, Principal Wang quickly struck up a conversation and said with a flattering smile: "Yes, Director Yin really cares about the teachers below. Teacher Lai is one of the few undergraduate students in our school. He is now the deputy director of the Education Department and has always been excellent at his work.
"
"Oh," Yin Zijing nodded and asked more suddenly: "Who is the director of the Academic Affairs Office?"
"Old Li, come here," Principal Wang was secretly happy. He greeted a confused old man in the back row and said, "This is Director Li of our Academic Affairs Office. He is fifty-eight years old. He has rich work experience and is very conscientious.
rare."
"Director Li, you must take care of yourself. I see that you are not in good spirits. Are you too tired?"
Yin Zijing smiled broadly, gave Director Li a few gentle words of comfort, and then said to the district education committee: "Director Tang, we must solve the worries of these veteran cadres who are about to retire."
"Yes!"
Director Tang, who was puzzled, could only nod his head and said quickly: "We will study Director Yin's instructions carefully."
Yin Zijing and his party left in a motorcade, and the inspection of the opening of Xinjiang Zidi Middle School by the leaders of the Municipal Education Committee and the District Education Committee also concluded successfully.
Principal Wang's face was full of excitement and he couldn't help but patted the confused Lai Huiyu on the shoulder and told him to work hard in the future.
Xu Fubo, however, had a gloomy look on his face. He didn't pay attention to Director Li, who had not yet recovered, and went directly back to his office.
Director Li is his old father-in-law. Although he is not very capable and a little confused, originally the two of them could completely control the Academic Affairs Office together, but now things have changed.
If we really let that Lai Huiyu come up, what would happen?
Naturally, the students don't know much about this drama at the school gate.
At the door of the classroom of Grade 31, Zhao Guohui called the class cadres to get textbooks and curriculum.
"Dayang, let's talk later!"
Yue Zichuan hurriedly waved his hands and went to chase Zhao Guohui. In his excitement, he did not notice that the class cadres with whom he usually had a good relationship seemed to be alienating him at this time.
But even if he knew, given Yue Zichuan's character, he wouldn't care.
It was precisely because Lu Yang understood this that he did not refuse his enthusiasm.
After the teacher and class leaders left, the classroom became completely lively. Students who did not know each other greeted each other and introduced themselves, and they quickly became familiar with each other.
This is the character of a child.
Lu Yang sat alone in his seat. He had been an otaku for a long time and was used to the silence in front of the computer. He was a little unfamiliar and uncomfortable with the bustle in front of him.
My deskmate Zhang Lelan had already gone to the girls' circle near the corridor of the classroom. It was obvious that many girls were studying Lu Yang. At this time, people poked their heads over there from time to time.
Lu Yang already knew a lot about Class 1 through the big-mouthed Yue Zichuan just now.
The teaching level of the children's school of the Red Shipyard is not high, and the status of the factory leaders in the main factory is not high, so there are currently more than 30 people in the first class, and only three of them, Lu Yang, Wang Fei, and Yue Zichuan, are old classmates of the Red Shipyard.
"Hello!"
Lu Yang was sorting out the information that Yue Zichuan had poured into him when he was disturbed by this arrogant greeting. He calmly raised his head and stared at the person.
